Well, we made it a year. yesterday was one whole year since cancer decided to be a bitch and take you away. It doesn't feel like a year. Feels more like a few days. Or like a dream. Sometimes, I'm still not sure I believe it. Like, it's something that happens to other families. Everyone probably feels that way, though.
I spent the day having a Star Wars marathon, ending with Solo. Hubby asked if I was ready for that given my reaction to seeing the trailer last February. I said no, but was determined to enjoy it in your honor.
Love you lots, you grumpy nerd,