You have asked that I tell you how I have been since you’ve been gone. Well, I could write chapters on my present condition of mental state, but, where do I begin?
Suffice to say, it has not been easy. The nights have been abnormally long and the days even longer! Chances are, it is all in my head, but, I do believe, somehow, the pillows on your side of the bed, seems to have taken to, and learned to speak and sound like you!
Yes, I swear, I hear them talking, whispering in soft soothing voices, like your caressing whispering moans.
Oh; I have also rearranged the room. I have moved the champagne glass set, you gave me for my birthday closer to the bedside. Somehow, I found a better use for them as a backup for my tears bucket, when the main one overflows.
I spend most of my day counting the hours; and it seems to me, the gods have conspired to make them go slower!
The front door handles that I changed when you left, seems to have worn out too soon. I was told by the man at the hardware store, it was as a result of my endless opening of the doors, thinking I heard you coming in. I will be changing them yet again, this Saturday!
As for your favorite long mirror, I have moved it to storage, because, I am afraid of who I will see if I dare stand in from of it.
I will stop here for now, to wring my crying towel and think of how to say what you already know that is going on with me.