19 August 2009
It is hard not to dwell on being alone tonight, and the goodbye part of the day.
I put Kyle on a plane toward home today, and although I spent the afternoon in retail therapy, and the evening among fabulous girlfriends . . . I still feel pretty much alone.
This is a photo of the wine bottle we opened last night, and that I finished off tonight. Alone.
I miss you, Kyle.
~MB
