800 Days.

I've been a widow for 800 days and in 800 days I haven't regathered my chi from my troubled heart, but it's been OK! I have good people around me in my family, extended family, my ward and friends. I appreciate them more than I've ever told them.

In 800 days I've found the courage to sleep with the lights off. I've learned to live with his picture on his side of the bed instead of him.

It's just a pause in eternity.

When Heavenly Father wakes up C'Larry and we go dig him up, can we go to the honey place where the bees are?