I spent every night at home last week. Monday thru Friday. It is true. Time makes things better. I don't believe that time heals wounds. God heals wounds. But everyday it gets easier to be without him. I'm sure that's God's work too now that I think of it. He heals broken hearts. Everyday I find it easier to not call or text him. I find myself not wondering if I will hear from him. But I still can't bring myself to watch Sons of Anarchy without him. So I guess that means part of me is still holding on. There are 9 episodes to watch. That's a lot of restraint. Maybe this weekend? Probably not though. I keep having to erase other shows but I can't erase it. And I can't watch it.
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