>> Saturday, May 13, 2017
1:45 this morning and I’m suddenly awake. My nights usually consist of lying down, closing my eyes and waking up in the morning. So what woke me up?
John. John did.
I could almost feel his body beside mine. Since I was laying on my right side facing what used to be his side of the bed, I cautiously reached my left arm out to drape it over his body and pull him close.
My hand landed on the cool, smooth sheet. No John.
And then I cried.
(Just a little peek at what grief is like. Moments like this are few and far between.)