Working It Out

Never has the name of this blog been so appropriate as now.
I lost a dear friend two weeks ago, and I am struggling. 
I'm struggling with missing him,
with understanding why things happened the way they did,
with living. 
without him.
struggling to fill the hole in my heart left by his absence.

Now, if that sounds hopelessly depressing, it has been
but i am making progress.
working through it.
seeing blips of light and love in this darkness.

the tears still come in waves.
tsunami waves of emotion. 
of love.
of despair.
of longing.
of emptiness,
of
of
of...

i miss you too, devon.