I'm in my office at Rice University now. I thought I was over the tears. But, every time I touch something on my desk, I think "last time I touched that I was still living my old life, Jim was my big strong, supportive husband." I haven't even spoken to anyone here yet today. It will be difficult to reconnect.
I tried calling the hospital desk but no one answered. I hope Jim was able to sleep last night. I wish I could call him and ask him. But, he can't pick up a phone yet.
I need to catch up in the office. It's hard to stop thinking about Jim. I need to keep my job and keep our health insurance.