Not so Simple

 The simple things are not so simple.

I'm sitting in my sister's truck waiting for her. 

I just finished my first trip to the grocery store since Scott died. Now. I'm shopping for one. I feel the loss so deeply retracing our steps. 

I miss him. I miss going grocery shopping with him, going to the gas station, going to the bank, driving to and from home.

I just miss him through and through 💙