You always said there would be plenty of time to sleep when you were dead. So...why don't I believe you are sulking in a bed like I am today? What is it like for you on the other side? Are you seeing beautiful things and thinking: "Ah! Ember would love this!" Do you have those painful grief punches in the gut when you remember I am not in the next room? I'm doing ok. Really. I just miss sharing life with you. I can do one day at a time. The thought of getting through a day is totally doable. When I let my mind tell my heart you aren't coming back again it kills me. I let that in for a bit today. It was brutal. When this happens, I have a good cry, listen to this song and hand it over to Jesus. He fills my broken heart with hope and thinking of you working in heaven puts a smile on my face. I'll keep working hard here to put a smile on your face too. We got this! 🤟 ("fake it till...