I wanted to write today but no words or ideas are coming to me. I thought about writing about Father’s Day, my brother, family problems, marriage, the show I just finished watching and my currently simple life but the words just aren’t forming.
Currently my life revolves around working, cooking, and trying to lose weight. I have lost motivation to blog about anything. When May started, I decided to put my blog on private and see what I realize after doing it.
Today is your birthday and the 596th day since you’ve died. Imagine that, it has been 596 days since I’ve last seen you. 596 days since I’ve last heard your voice. 596 days since I’ve last touched you. 596 days since you’ve been gone.
I just got back from one of the best trips of my life. Of course, I’ll post and share pictures with you guys soon. For now, I’d like to write down about my thoughts on spending eight days with only my husband to be.