A day I have dreaded for many years has finally come to pass, and right now I need to come to terms with the change. Full disclosure, no one has passed, but a decision was made and I need to try and accept that. It just feels like a living nightmare that I need to accept is my new reality. I'll be around, just need time.

I made a promise to be there for them on this day, and because of a cold I was to weak to be there in their time of need. I'll try to be active as much as I can, and I had hoped that my break away would help. Except, I came back and this happened.

This is one of the closest people I held dear to my heart, and it feels they've been snatched from me without a goodbye.

I wish I could hug all my macro and micro friends with the last bit of my strength. Hopefully it eases in time, but we shall see.