Strange but the feeling of being in limbo prevails. I guess because I know and NG knows that there is much to be said, but we are not quite ready to say or hear yet. The art of communicating seems to have deserted us
I still struggle to handle the memories, which are thankfully reducing. But the unlikeliest thing could set them off. Ugh. Had a lousy weeping bout yesterday, I had to drive past the hotel where NG and OW used to have their afternoon trysts. The 'how could he' just keeps hammering away inside me.
