It's hard to believe it's been a week already. I was sitting in the morning Thursday morning meeting this morning, which I missed last week, feeling just strange and out of place over the whole thing. Like that meeting / this morning should not be happening today.

So far the hardest has been the night, as he always slept right next to my pillow, and he was always there when I would drift awake at random hours. Astra is on my bed most of the time, but sometimes I wake up and no one is there and it suddenly feels so empty.