The weather is ugly this morning here in South Texas. It goes with my mood the last few days, all week actually. I just can’t get past this funk. I have so much to do and the want is there, but the “get up off your ass and do it” is nowhere to be found. I miss him. Our talks, our walks, working together outside, cooking, even our fighting because it never lasted and usually ended up with laughter. I wish this would stop. I almost wish I could go back to the first year, when I was still numb and in shock. What a blessing that was. Now it’s just what it is. My right hand man is gone from this physical world and what I need more than anything right now is a hug from him..