Nov. 12, 2009 pm

This afternoon was nice. We went to the cemetery, I got a little emotional, I guess that is to be expected. Then we went and had lunch. Went to the grocery store then home for a little while. I went back into town to pick up my granddaughter from dance. Then I watched a wonderful movie called earth. Now I'm just watching TV. Everything is so normal, life just goes on. And yet I feel so guilty that it is normal. I know that Brad would not want me to, but I do. Especially on days like this, that should be all about Brad and his memory. It's hard to put into words. Why doesn't life come with a manual.