I'd not cried for her - or for me. I can remind myself constantly 'shes gone' 'the phone ringing will never be her' 'you cant hug her' 'you cant talk to her' ... on and on, and nothing. zilch. I'm just not a crier. I hold it in, deal with it.
Last night, hubby mentioned a promice he'd made to her.
My heart broke. I sobbed. My mouth wide open like a baby. Face all red and sweaty. Nosed plugged up and I gulped and sobbed some more. Even now, I'm crying just thinking about it.
She's gone. :(