a year later

It was just like this a year ago, the morning Jimmy left us. November rain and tears.

I've been ducking this post. I could spend hours trying to be eloquent and only come around to the same essence of the thing, how much he has been, and will continue to be missed.

I know that Jimmy admired my strength and independence, but he was always there ready to hand me his bandana and hug me when he knew, often before I did, that I would cry over something and he would not tease me for it. I know he would give me free pass this day.  He was my husband, my friend, my heart and soul, and I will miss him until we begin again.