Tonight, my life marches on. I return to work. It feels so strange to be resuming my life right now. I love my job, and I love the people I work with. Going back is important to my healing. The normalcy I crave. It's still a very odd feeling to be picking up from where I left off on July 10. I still feel his hand in mine. I wish I could feel it.
But that part is gone, and it's time to see what comes next.