Guilt and chicken wings

So…. Today it has been three months since I lost D.  Well… not lost… But you know what I mean.  I can’t help but feel guilty that I’m not more upset.  I’m definitely aching, don’t get me wrong, but I got out of bed, and I had breakfast, and I got on with the day.  It hurts all the time, but it’s starting to become a constant background noise that occasionally gets to me rather than something that interrupts my day every day.

I also made bbq plum chicken wings, and a loaded potato.  Two of D’s favourite lazy weekend foods! 🙂

For now, I am two beers down, a third one calling my name, watching the Hawks v Swans game (GO HAWKERS!) and will thoroughly enjoy catching up with friends tonight.






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