I've made it through another week of work. Somedays I don't know how I even get there, though. Yesterday was the first day in over 4 months that I didn't cry. I even managed to talk about Gene without the tears flowing. I've been keeping myself rather busy around the house. Today I'm going to finish painting the foundation of the house and the grass grows like crazy so I've been mowing it twice a week. It's also a good reason to break out a nice cold Corona! My really bad days seem to be getting farther apart. Not that it's easy yet, but I must say that grief counseling has helped me alot. The past week was hard but each day I make it through gives me hope that there is a light at the end of this tunnel of grief. There's still so much to go through, I know that. I'm no where near healed yet, but I feel the healing process has begun. That says a lot compared to where I've been the last 4 months. I still miss Gene every minute of every day, but it just doesn't hurt as much as it did.