If I am going bonkers, like I can not think of much else than my loss. It is a bit over five months Sofia went to see Jesus, heaven and all that is beautiful. I guess I feel more than bummed out. I pretty much felt that I c ould talk to my family. Guess they just don't have any idea.well they could find out but why step out of the comfort zone. . . ? Right? We became alone when our spouse was called back home to God or a great friend we spoke to just about every day. Now it is like double the way we feel our loneliness as those who have not been where we are now can not know the lonely days weeks and months we feel. I guess if loneliness could be a color, it would surely be the greyest of grey. No pretty red roses, dark green front yards, a white picket fence. Flowerboxes. . .