The cards and letters have stopped coming.
The funeral bill has been paid.
No one just pops in to bring us food or see if we are okay.
People have stopped approaching me with their heads tilted to the side and their foreheads wrinkled to see how things are going.
Sometimes I think it's too bad. I think I may need it more now than before. Jasper, Michelle and Claudia try to touch base via video message. A chick at church and a teacher at school have made intentional efforts to connect with me. I am thankful even if I don't always accept their invitations.
All this stuff has just stopped, but the pain hasn't and the loneliness seems to have multiplied.
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