Tommy,

So I'm moving. I am a huge ball of emotions on this one. I don't know how I'll feel when I get to "my" new place. I was talking to a good friend today and she was saying how I should be careful because it may hit me once I'm there that I'm leaving a huge part of my life behind. The past 4 1/2 years have been spent in this town. This is the only place we ever lived together (3 places, though). We bought our first home together here. You wanted that so bad. To me it wasn't a big deal to say that we were "homeowners" but it was to you. You felt accomplished about it. It's sad to walk away from our home, from this town that holds so many memories, it's sad to say I'm starting over without you, but it's just as sad to stay here knowing that you're not here with me.
Wednesday is November 10th which is the Marine Corps Birthday and more importantly 6 months since you died. The tears are streaming down my face right now and Avery knows that when I cry it's because I'm sad about you and she says "My Daddy died... Mommy stop crying." I wish I didn't ever have to cry another tear, but I know that there will always be tears because my heart will always hurt over your death. I can't believe it's been 6 months (well, almost), but wow I have to say it has gone by very fast. It just doesn't seem like it's been half a year. In 2 weeks it'll be 1 year since you came home from Afghanistan. Wow, if I had only known then...