I intend to do more of this, live more like this this year and beyond.
After getting ready one morning, Ansel came out of the bathroom with some major mousse in the middle of his hair in one spot. "I put it on to get handsome," he explained.
And when queuing up a PBS show to watch, a talk show came up as the television turned on. Ansel angrily responded, "Not girl football!"
Mourning is strange. One moment you are in tears. The next, you find yourself in shock. And at other times it's surreal and you aren't really sure how you feel. And that usually happens when you go on with your everyday tasks and you feel like something isn't right but you don't have the power to do anything about it. It's nice to have a greater perspective. But there sure is a hole in your heart when someone you love passes away. And that feeling of surrealness sticks around for much longer than you expect.