Today is the anniversary of my last normal day. I don't remember what I did that day - probably just looking forward to a long weekend.
Jim most likely was at his desk looking at stock market numbers.
The next day, November 24 is the day that our lives changed forever. Jim fell at around 5:45 that evening and immediately became quadriplegic.
I am still mourning our lost way of life. I hope that getting over the huge hump of the one year anniversary will bring me some relief.