February is hard for me, but I have done better this month than I usually do. This week, it caught up to me and I have struggled. Monday I didn’t want to get out of bed. Valentine’s Day is hard since it was just a few days before he passed away. I baked cookies that evening to try to bring myself to a happier place. Wednesday I kept myself busy but ended up talking about Larry and my grief for a time. Not in a bad way, I still teared up though. As the anniversary of his death is coming up on the 20th, I can feel it trying to bring me down. It’s harder for me to stay in the right frame of mind. Talking helps though and, to that end, I want to talk about my husband this week.