It is spring Break. I am a teacher so I have the week off. We always went to our favorite place in Nevada. Topaz. It ended up being a yearly thing. I loved going there. But every time we would leave I would cry. Roger would laugh and say we will be back next year sweetheart. But we are not going back this year. He died. It is almost nine months. I miss him more than anyone can ever know. I love him so much. I miss my life. I miss his sweet voice. I just can't do this. I am so alone.