Yesterday, on the way to work, a song came on that reminded me of you.
This happens quite a bit. Usually I smile, and think of the good times we had.
But yesterday was different. Yesterday I felt nothing but sadness. Yesterday I missed you so badly, I just had to see you.
But I had work to do. So I worked. I busied myself with small projects that didn't require much thinking...because my brain was still missing you.
I made it past lunchtime, and I just couldn't take it anymore. So I got in the car, and I took off.
I drove for 20 minutes, headed south towards the rolling hills. I pulled off the highway, and drove some more. Then I saw the massive brick gates that greet me at your front door.
And that's when the tears came.
I drove slowly down the main road, until I came to Columbarium B. I pulled over, and slowly I walked to your spot. I sat down in front of you, and we talked. Mostly, I cried.
How is it possible that you've been gone almost two years?
I miss you, Wayne. I love you.