Today

Today it hit me.  Yesterday I was ok.  But today it hit me like it hit me four years ago.  I just miss him so very much.

I'm okay now, I got the tears out (and thankfully no one was home to hear me wailing) and I just feel sort of quiet.  Like I want to crawl back into bed and take a nap.  But work awaits and work I will.  It's good for me - its what got me through his death four years ago.

But God do I miss him...