Such warmth and love from you all, such good advice. Thank you so much!
Yes, I'm talking and weeping daily. Yes, I'm writing to him in a journal that I've almost filled in the 24 days since he died (getting a new one today!). My friends don't check in as much, as they are back in their busy lives, but I'm trying to call when I need to.
Jaze, I have a pocket angel, too, and a story to go with it. Last weekend I found myself at an estate jewelry counter, looking at a garnet ring I'd been eyeing for some time (garnet is his birthstone). I had been waiting for the right moment to tell Byron about it, in hopes that I might wear it as a sign of our commitment to each other, but I never brought it up. This time I found myself buying it for myself- it fits perfectly.
The sales clerk was cheery and trying to banter with me, but I wasn't biting. As I turned to leave after paying for the ring, she suddenly reached into a basket next to the register and handed me a pocket angel, saying, "Here- you need this!"
(Later that evening Byron's music partner paid me the amount owned Byron for his last gig. Thanks for the ring, Byron!)
I don't leave the house without my angel.
Blessings, everyone,
Allison