You know that movie "Groundhog Day?" That's what grief is like. You have to do the same thing over and over. You get through one day only to wake up and realize that you have to do it all again. You think you're tired of hearing me go on and on about Nova? Try living it.
And today is such a perfect day to feel the way I feel today. It's wet and bleak - raining without storming, light but not bright, just grey and crappy and long. These are the days I fight the urge to go the hell back to bed.