PRESENT

I have just a few moments before I have to run. I feel like that is all I have been doing for the last month. I am trying so desperately to pack up my house for the move in July, but sometimes I feel like I am drowning in what to take and what to leave behind. So many memories it is a toggle war. I know I will get there, but the journey is not fun. How can I possibly turn this around. Mike is everywhere and I hate the leave behind. I know it is time to move on. The day I am suppose to be gone is the day he died July 16th. Maybe I will stay until the 17th so I can swim one last time with him in my thoughts. Must run still have tons to do.