Dearest T. It's been six days. Today was the first day I didn't cry. I wasn't angry either. But I know I'm not done yet. These feelings always come and go. Like waves in the ocean. One wave down, so many to go.

I just can't believe I'll never see you again. That's something I'm not ready to face. Yes, I'm grieving, but it's like I only think of what I've lost. Every thought about not ever seeing you again I push away immediately. That's something I'll deal with later. One thing at the time. Now isn't that strange? I wonder what you'd say about it.