I walked into my kitchen earlier and nearly burst into tears. There's a corner cabinet that Grace would always open (because the door doesn't hang quite straight, it never is completely closed) and go sit in(there were no real dishes in there-only stuff we never use). It was open and the Stygian recesses of my mind decided to throw that little gem at me. I'm adjusting to her not being there and that makes me sad too. People keep offering me kittens, to which piece of news Rachel was like, if you lost a child would they offer you a new one? Which is doubtful. At any rate, it is definitely too soon for kittens, if ever I will get one.
Anyway, this is very disturbing. Rachel and I had a rather long and alarmingly detailed conversation about it this morning. Loss of enjoyment of life, indeed. Also, Kentucky again! If we keep this up, I may have to make an 'oh, Kentucky' tag.
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I think it's too late and "oh Kentucky" needs it's own label.
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