I've run into three people in the last two days who didn't know Mike had died. It's always a bit awkward when smeone says, "How's that boy of yours?' ever so cheerfully and you have to reply, "He died." There's not much else to say.
It can ruin an entire lunch date if you're not careful.
I've had better days Monday, yesterday and today. I think the higher dose is kicking in, which makes it a little easier to tell people I haven't seen in awhile. I've had a ton of work to do this week because Bruce is on vacation, so I'm the point person on everything. It's only mildly annoying.
Peyton is coming on vacation with us next month. She's the only one who wants to, o we'll have a great time touring the northeast with her. I hope we can get her out along Cape Cod for some fresh northeatern seafood. Yummmmmmmmmmm.
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