I don't like the sun anymore. I only want to come out at night. It hurts to see the sun shining because it makes me think the world is happy and I am not. Lisa would watch the superbowl with me. We would make snacks. She didn't really like football. She liked the commercials and the halftime show. Lisa passed peacefully in hospice. She was there 8 days. The last time we talked was on Wednesday while she was in the hospital before hospice. I held her hand and rubbed her head. I want her back. I feel like a broken record. Stuck on this spot in my mind.
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