I am here.
Husband is here.
She is not.
They are here.
Sometimes "they" try to get me to talk about her and I'm not so sure what to say.
In fact most days I really don't want to talk about her at all.
Not when all of their faces contort and you can read their sadness.
I do not want to be sad, I want to live my life and be happy.
So I try not to bring her
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