Thursday
It has been five months today since Lev died.
I remember thinking that it would be different in three months, maybe four, or five.
It still feels like yesterday, the morning he died.
Joyless and sad, we watch time pass in a fog.
Rebecca
I got a migraine and left work early.
I skipped a meeting at the high school.
We went to grief group.
We made a plate of dinner for Lev.
We talked to Zay.
It keeps raining.
