June 27th marks one year since Eric died. It’s a magical milestone when grief is officially over, and I can toss my mourning cap in the air Mary Tyler Moore style, and swing back into a happy life. Kidding! Life still sucks without Eric. OK, “sucks” is hyperbolic. How about life is still hollow without Eric. I mean, I’m back on Earth where I laugh with friends, delight in donuts, and shred AC/DC riffs on Eric’s guitars thanks to the lessons I’ve been taking. But everything feels askew.
Awfully weird to "heart" this post, and e would mock me/us in doing so. Love you love e. See you in August. I want to hold one of his guitars.
And I can't believe we've been reading these beautiful pieces for a year. Much love in this next one.
Thinking of you today. Love you!
Holding you close in my heart today. ❤️
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Sending you hugs today