still..

Time to take Flacco for a walk and see if I can stir something up in the neighborhood.
I STILL get down. The house is too quiet. I STILL feel like I hear him.. a cough or a whistle. If I am up late I try to be quiet STILL. Maybe that feeling will never leave. I have always wanted a busy social life. That probably drove him crazy.. but he loved it.. and me.

I'm fighting the good fight though..Maybe it was the wonderful visit I had with family and my Mom especially. She might have recognized me this time.. This time I talked about her brothers and sisters and she smiled - especially when I said the name of her favorite brother (who now has Alzheimer's too).
Proud of my niece who graduated with her bachelors in nursing Thursday. Great career. She was beaming. One niece and one nephew are graduating high school next month. I enjoyed hearing promposal stories. They discovered that they were both nominated one of the best in the state of NJ in sports and will be at the same state award ceremony. Now the moms are trying to see if they can sit alongside each other. Guess they can hope its alphabetical.

I'm trying to get out everyday to walk in an area that's picture worthy.