15 weeks

Tomorrow is fifteen weeks without Ron. To help in finding who I now am, I decided to chronicle this time. It can't start with me though. It has to start with him. He is the reason I'm on this journey. 

Tears have filled the last few days. Tears like the ones I shed in the first few weeks. Constant, heavy, longing. Tears. 

Pictures, memories, words. In my heart, it was yesterday.