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Back at the house again. It wasn't a bad time, but not the escape I hoped for. I thought getting away into unfamiliar territory would distract me a bit, but everything seemed to bring Greg and his absence to the front of my mind. The best parts of the weekend were reading in a fancy restaurant while eating a really lovely soup, and then the hour I spent in a bead shop today talking with the owner, learning about knotting pearls and spending far too much money (but getting an incredible amount of beautiful beads for what I spent).

Seven years ago I was preparing for the one of the most wonderful days of my life. I'd give just about anything to be celebrating with him tonight.

No more to say really. I've said it all before. G-d, how I miss him.