The void hole in this plane just gets deeper the more I realize Dan is gone.
The last couple weeks or so I have been in a time warp. I've lost days and hours and frequently forget where I am.
I also forgot things I should have brought on my trip like a decent jacket and underwear. Brought make up, but was not inspired to wear any.
When we got back to moms town, went to the grocery for mom and forgot the thing I went to the store for, in addition that journey of 8 items took over an hour, I strolled up and down and wasn't sure what I should get.
I have to go home tomorrow, but am not looking forward to the insensitivity that husband will inflict. I also realize my mother is needing more help than she is willing to admit. All I can hear in my mind is Dan saying "you better get up here" which is what he would say every time I was here, but he was supposed to be here too.

FF