Today has been a good day, as far as I can measure them lately. I made it through work without having to excuse myself at any point. That was a good day, I suppose.

I've really been thinking a lot about how I've been managing my grief (not very well) and what Craig would think of it. I'm 100% positive he would not want any of his family to be despondent or to be as grieved as we all are. He was such an upbeat and positive person. Nothing was gonna get him down, if you had heard him tell the story. I tried on a "stiff upper lip" today, meaning, I put on the face of upbeat and positive, and damn if Craig didn't work through me...because for the first hour or so, I consciously had to remind myself to try to be upbeat and friendly, and then after awhile, it just took. I wasn't pretending or forcing myself to be that way, it was just me. That was a nice feeling. I think Craig would be proud of me for that. Today, I'm going to take that. Today.