Looking Back
A horrible year. Instead, I’m going to remember 2020. Her pillow lie on the couch, empty. The zen calendar can be seen on the coffee table. The white noisy air conditioner sits by the window, running. It’s +30C in the hot apartment without it.
Theresa is gone. These things - with the exception of Kitty- mean little to nothing to me. Not even the workstation, laptop, or fancy camera can change that.
And now, alone, I sit and think.
I remember.
I pray and wish never to forget.
Her memory.
Forever
Theresa
💕🥰
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