We hugged for a minute or two. Her hair smelled great, her body felt like a puzzle piece the was missing to complete the rest of me. It was over too quick. I’m happy to have my kids for the next few days but her absence is a constant reminder that my best friend of 16 years (more than half my life) is gone and idk if she’ll ever come back home. It’s been a few months since she left but it hasn’t gotten any easier. If anything, it feels worse as the days keep passing. It fucking sucks. I know everyone here says it gets better but for me it hasn’t and I’m not entirely sure it ever will. Rant over I guess. Time to watch some football and try to distract myself and the kids.