Bereavement

I hear you, oh do I ever hear you about steps forward, steps back. My therapist tells me that grief is like this.

It's been about 6 weeks since Chris died (WCGreen, my dear friend) and the steps are getting further apart. I am finally going more than 24 hours between serious crying spells.

It does get better, though I'll be damned if I know why. I mean, he's gone, he's not coming back, and I just have to accept that. Some days are much easier than others.