Today

Therapy session went okay. I talked a lot about her, something I haven't been able to do yet. I also talked about my new desire for only sweets. I want ice cream, cakes, donuts, candy bars. That's all I want. My therapist told me that was perfectly normal for this time in my life, but not healthy. I kinda knew that, but still...

On the way home I picked up a space saver shelf and got busy cleaning and arranging the small bathroom. It's good to stay as busy as possible. Last night I couldn't sleep, so I read one of the life after death books I'd ordered. And I've been knitting. Knitting drawstring pouches and washcloths, because those are easy and relaxing.

I got her death certificate today.