One day up, the next down
Yesterday I woke up feeling pretty good. I went to work and being a teacher kept my mind occupied all day long. When I came home my brother and mom came over for dinner. Seemed like a good day. Even told my brother that I missed taking our rides that Roger and I took on weekends early in the mornings. He would always be taking me somewhere . He loved to drive and I loved to ride. Maybe I should take my self for a drive I told him. Maybe it was time to get out a little. I have no friends and doing things alone really scares me. But yesterday I thought maybe I should do it. Today is a different story. Woke up sobbing and missing my Roger so much.(HE DIED 8 MONTHS AGO FROM LUNG CANCER) And wondering how in my wildest dreams did I ever think I could make it alone. What a difference a day makes. Now here I am back to square one.Roger I miss you so much!