My husband left this morning alone for a trip we had planned together. There is such an emptiness in me. Tears seem stuck behind my eyes. I didn't expect to feel this way this morning.
One of the things we did together was travel. We would book things years in advance to have trips to look forward to. The excitement we shared to find our next trip was contagious.
So I can still remember when we first picked this one and what we were most excited and when we had to move it for another commitment.
So it's hard sitting here at home, knowing that not only am I missing out on an experience we planned together but also knowing there will be no more experiences we have together.
The extreme highs and lows of this process are insane and hit me when I don't expect it. Yesterday, I was on an extreme high as I filled my social calendar and admired the person I was becoming. Today, I've hit so low of a low, the tears don't even want to come.
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