I'm still having a really hard time with Max but I'm trying. I was sad when Val died, and I missed her tremendously. But this is not that. This is a physical full body pain. This is me still crying every time I come home, open the door, and he isn't there. How is it that everything is different now, yet life is the same?
This picture, which I love, and think should be an icon:
(Still need a STRONG HEART icon too, yo!)
This picture, which may be my all time fave J2 photo opp EVER (I've had this on my desktop forever and do not know who it belongs to. No offense meant, will gladly give credit or remove, if it is yours):