Was it the weather or was it just me?
Was it the date that hurts or was it just me?
I cried myself to sleep that night and it was the first time after Terry passed away.
October 10 may mean nothing to most people but it could have been our 8th anniversary. Terry would normally arrange a trip for us in October. Even though he did not say much about the trip but I knew he cared.
On this October 10, even though he was no longer with me, even though there was no more trip for us, he did once again show his presence to me. He remembered.
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