It’s been 60 days. I think about you all day. I’ll admit I didn’t think about you all day, like this, when you were alive. Why is it all encompassing like this? It’s catching up to me. I feel exhausted, like I’m wearing a weighted blanket. I worked outside with mom all day. You know that usually puts me in my happy place, but it didn’t. I was sad. Yesterday I cried (well, sobbed is a better word) during the sacrament hymn. I sat next to Saysha, she has a beautiful voice and the hymn was so comforting to me. I just sat there and cried. After lunch I took a 3 hour nap. I could have slept longer but I made myself get up so I could s leep at night. I went to bed again exhausted. I woke this morning feeling heavy, but I have a Monday morning walking date with Annie. Exercise helped but I can tell I’m not myself. I am glad mom is here because I'm not self motiva...