Thirty days ago, it was cold and snowy.
Thirty days ago, I was numb and I barely noticed the cold.
Thirty days ago the cemetery was filled with people, a vast crowd of bodies that held us up.
I watched the earth fill the grave.
I heard the scraping of the shovels.
Thirty days ago…
Today we stood in that same place.
It was so very very cold.
We huddled in a circle together, a circle of love and warmth.
Just a small group of us.
Thirty days have gone by.
An eternity…and an instant.
We miss you every minute of every day.