Today would have been our 22nd Anniversary. We were supposed to be waking up in a cozy room at a B&B, somewhere on the west coast of Ireland, most likely in Doolin, County Clare. It was our most favorite place in the entire world, aside from home. We would have spent the day smelling the peat fires while driving the back roads in a ridiculously small rental car, visiting tiny little towns on nobody’s tourist map. Dwight would have made his standard “do the potatoes come with potatoes ?” joke with the waiter at at least 2 of the 3…

4 months. 💔 I used to have a list of defining moments in my life, days and dates of positive changes; graduations, wedding, new jobs, achievements...that’s all been changed...January 14, 2019 is the only date that’s significant, now, and I imagine it will be that way for a long while...