House

House was his favorite show. We use to watch it together all the time, when it came on t.v. and we would even watch the season episodes over and over again at night. He would scratch my back and rub my back while we watched House.

It has taken me 7 months to watch the show. It is just one more thing that makes me realize all these things aren't him. I thought all I would do when I watched the show was cry & think about him. But I don't think I've cried, although I do think about him because they are reruns and we watched them together.

Isn't that crazy? Not watching a t.v. show for 7 months because it was his favorite? It is so weird how such tiny, tiny, tiny things feel like a milestone.