I haven't sent her any letters. I'm waiting. Letters would be chasing at this point. I've been taking care of myself and staying busy at the house. I will move the bed downstairs tonight, which will be nice change. That small bedroom upstairs was too cramped.
It's funny though how I pretty much feel OK with everything, but have crying spells from time to time. The wierd thing, is the triggers haven't been thoughts of my wife. For example, last night I was writing a letter to my mother, and was thinking about how much my mother still mourned the death of her grandmother, who died when my mom was 10. Thinking of that loss for my mother brought out the water works.
Then on Sunday night I was reading a book about someone who's dog had been shot by a neighbor. He expressed his anger in the book, and I could understand the anger and how the anger was so toxic--I could relate, that too brought out the tears.
"Things are never bad; it's the way you think about them." -Epictetus
