It’s been 8 weeks. It’ll be 2 months on Friday.
8 weeks since Sarah died.
8 weeks since I lost a dear friend I care so much about and talked to every day.
Every day there is something I have the urge to share with her and then it hurts when I remember I can’t.
Every day I miss her.
I’m used to missing people. My whole family lives on the other side of the world, I’ve haven’t seen my dad since I was last in France in 2009. I haven’t seen my mum since she visited us last in October 2013. Yes they live far away and it sucks but I know they’re only a phone call (or an email) away.
This is different.
Never before had I lost someone I was so close to and it just SUCKS, you know?
So you guys get some of the stuff I would share with her…
Like this utterly delicious photo of Timothy Olyphant at the Justified Finale Red Carpet Event…
This funny thing I found on Facebook.
This photo full of epicness…
This selfie of Emma and I with Jason Woodward at the Hurricanes v Rebels game in Wellington on 27th March.
The fact that my baby girl found a book that she loves so much she did nothing but read it (and its sequel) for the whole second week of the school holidays… (it’s on WattPad and she was reading it on her phone and her tablet, depending on which was charged)
The hugs I gave her when the book got to a scene that made her cry. Twice. The second book is the story in the guy’s POV and she cried at the same point of the story.
And that a (hot) builder FINALLY came to fix the deck that Emma went through back in January.
Whoever built the deck originally was a cowboy, it was a death trap!
BEHOLD! THE NEW DECK! FINISHED AND SAFE!
And I’m super pissed that she missed our 2nd wedding anniversary on Monday last week.
I’ll leave you with this photo of 2 of my 3 E’s. Big E and Wife E.