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more Joe shit OK, I know I talk about Joe too much...but I miss him. I sent my friend Bob an email the other night asking him if he remembered a funny thing that happened a few years ago, and he responded with an email saying that he remembered, and that those were the days. Before. I remember laughing my ass off all of the time, laughing till I cried. I used to laugh so much. Now, I cry so easily. The first time I laughed so much after Joe died was when Jon said "You were playing the music, and, and, you were playing the music"...I laughed so much, and I wanted to laugh more, but I was afraid I would start crying. It hurts. I think I'm over it, but I'm still on the verge of tears all of the time. That thing that I wrote about the other night, about the guy who killed a bicyclist and then killed himself...it brings it back for me. I wish I had met Jon when I was much more giggly and silly. But, I'm so happy that I have Jon. I hope that someday I can be the girl I used to be. I don't like being all serious and such. I just can't help it. Whatever, this entry is maudlin. I had the greatest loss of my life, and then found the greatest love of my life. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Miss These?
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