just a very bad day. i'm so depressed. i miss him so much i hurt all over. it's a beautiful sunny day and i notice it only in so far as a statement to the weather. i watered my plants. i re-potted my lavender because it's thriving whereas i'm not.
i keep fantasizing about him. he was so handsome. he had great legs and such a smile. his eyes would light up. i miss his hands. they had so many scars on them, little white ones and one big one where he'd gotten cut defending himself during the war. he was so strong. he'd survived so much. why did he have to go? i need him. i want him so much.
i finished the quilt top for the woman from the group and it's in the frame. i am going to start quilting it but i think i'm going to have to take a break and do some work on my own husband quilt. i need to feel his clothes in my hands, embroidery the words he said to me on his jeans.
100 days. i'm not doing very well today because i want him back.