Today is easier than yesterday. I was sure that the pain would never ease, but maybe my body is just tired of crying. It’s comforting to know that Garth would want me to go back to living life as soon as possible. Or sooner than possible. He lived life to the max and loved every second of it. Something I wish that I could actually do, even though he couldn’t believe me when I said that sometimes I just couldn’t. He didn’t believe in depression, but he believed in family. And it’s a shame that I couldn’t go in place of him.