Oh he left yesterday? How are you?

I'm fine. Really. Don't believe me? Just ignore these 3 moments.

1. I put on J's winter hat and peeked in on our daughter. She had asked about Daddy's hat because he didn't wear it to the airport. She saw me and said, "Mommy you're silly". My eyes got wet and I quickly put it away. No more dressing up like Daddy until I can fix those leaky eyes.

2. I smelled J's shirt. Oops. No more looking at, smelling, or wearing any of his clothes.

3. My mom called and asked about the dog. First she asked about me, my husband, our daughter, the goodbye. I gave her all the details in a detached but pulled together way. I assured her that I was "fine". Then she asked if the dog came to the airport. I got choked up. "uh-huh" breathe "He's....having....the...hardest...time...of any of us". Ridiculous. I know. But after J got out of the car, the dog's eyes were watering. He cries when J leaves. You don't have to believe me, but I've witnessed it many times. He also refused to eat all day. He jumped up when the neighbors' garage opened because it sounded like Daddy's garage. He'll be fine. I will be too. I had no trouble eating today.