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And then it was just us.It’s been 30 days since you left us. The feeling is unbearable. Trying to figure out how to live...
08/30/2026

And then it was just us.

It’s been 30 days since you left us. The feeling is unbearable. Trying to figure out how to live without you is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. These feelings swallow me whole. There are minutes when I don’t think I can push through. I tell myself, just make it to the next minute. The next hour. Just one more day.

Time has stopped for me, but the world keeps spinning around me at record pace.

I still can’t believe you’re gone. I spend most days looking for you, thinking about you, missing you. It feels cruel. Grief has to be the cruelest human experience. I see you in everything, but I can’t find you anywhere.

Your memorial was so beautiful. I thought of every single thing you loved because I needed every piece of it to feel like you. I’m trying so hard to navigate all of this. Our lives were completely intertwined. Every piece, every decision, every plan, we did it together. Now I try to think about what you would want, what you would say, what you would do. I desperately wish you could just tell me.

Grief is an emptiness I never could have understood until I was forced to live inside it. Someone asks, “How’s your husband doing?” and I fall apart. I still can’t speak the words. I don’t know how to explain that you were here, and then suddenly you weren’t. And then it was just us.

You were the better half. The smarter, stronger, more empathetic half. You made everything feel safe. You always knew what to do, and now I don’t know how to brace myself through any of this without you.

I never saw my life going this way. I’m trying so hard to let go of the future I thought we had, but I don’t want another future. I want the one we planned. I want the years we were supposed to have. I want our ordinary mornings, our children growing up, our bakery, our laughter, and your hand reaching for mine.

I don’t know how 30 days have passed when I’m still standing in the moment you left.

I miss you more than words could ever hold. I love you. I will love you through every minute, every hour, and every day I somehow make it through without you.

It’s been 30 days.
I miss you.

I drove your old diesel truck into work yesterday.I sat in the corner of the shop, but you didn’t come swinging around w...
08/24/2026

I drove your old diesel truck into work yesterday.

I sat in the corner of the shop, but you didn’t come swinging around with two lattes, telling me to scooch because you wanted to sit right next to me.

You didn’t ask what I was working on and pretend to be interested in the millions of admin details you never really cared about.

But you always listened. You asked pointed questions, and then you told me about your morning. What kid drop-off looked like. What new recipe you planned on developing. We drank our lattes and giggled.

You were so damn funny. You could see the stress on my face, and within minutes, you had me laughing so hard I couldn’t breathe.

You always made me laugh. You pushed away the worry. You held my hand and told me how much you loved me. How proud you were of me. You constantly reminded me of how far I had come.

You rested your hand on my thigh and drank your coffee. You always reassured me that I would figure it out. And if I was lucky, you took your apron off before sitting down. But either way, I was going to end up covered in flour.

If you got a break, you asked me to run an errand with you. You were always inviting me. Always making it known that you wanted me to come. To sit next to you. To be near you.

There are so many moments and memories where you made me feel completely loved. You were always thinking of me.

Did I have coffee that morning? Had I eaten? Was I stressed? Had I laughed?

You were so intent on making sure my morning was better because you knew I was not a morning person.

Now I wake up early to the space, the distance, and the emptiness.

I look over and remember that I can’t snuggle up next to you and listen to your heart beat. I can’t tell you that my brain isn’t awake yet, and that I’ll listen to your new recipe idea, but I can’t process any of it until I’ve had my coffee.

Sometimes it’s noon before I have my first cup now, as I try to navigate everything the bakery needs from me.

But I still hear your voice. Your confidence. Your reassurance.

Your kind and strong words have become my inner voice.

I miss you with everything in me.

24 days without you.

I love you.

Your death certificate came. Like a knife to my chest. Holding this document reminded me of the day I held our marriage ...
08/22/2026

Your death certificate came. Like a knife to my chest. Holding this document reminded me of the day I held our marriage certificate. It was the happiest day of my life.

I remember driving to the courthouse, you looked like the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

You kept looking over at me out of the corner of your eye and you smiled, and I just melted. I would come to know that look every day of my life. You never stopped looking at me like that. I grew to learn that look very well. Later on, it wouldn’t matter if we were in a room full of people, you would look at me just like that from across the room, and I would get chills. You always smiled with your eyes, you were so beautiful. I loved your smile so much. But even in a room of people your attention was always dead set on me. I was the most important person in the room.

The day of our wedding, the courthouse sent us away. We learned that in Hawaii you can’t get married at the court house, that didn’t matter you were so determined. “We’re getting married today!” The same determination that led him through all the years we spent together.

Someone at the courthouse gave us a tip about a place that might marry us, but we had 10 minutes to get there through Hawaii traffic. He raced us over to a four story building covered in ivy and greenery and it was tilting to one side. “Sure you want to go in there?” I asked. Immediate response “YES, let’s go!” We walked through the dusty steps covered in greenery and moss. Aaron and I made our way down the aisle, hand in hand. Which would be the best representation of our relationship. Aaron never waited for me. He wanted me right by his side, from the very beginning. Never leaving his side. Hand in hand is how we strove through life.

We held hands, Aaron couldn’t wait to kiss me. I think he made it through a sentence before he just said “till death do we part” and he kissed me. Then he smiled again, and down that aisle we walked. Hand in hand. We got to the car and I already knew, he wanted to go get tacos. Tacos was how Aaron celebrated.

Till death do we part.

I just never understood how much those words would hurt.

21 days.

I love you.

My life really was perfect.I had this incredible, loving, supportive, funny husband who genuinely wanted to spend every ...
08/21/2026

My life really was perfect.

I had this incredible, loving, supportive, funny husband who genuinely wanted to spend every second with me. He was my best friend, my partner, my safe place. We did everything together. We built a life together that I never wanted to escape from or change.

We had three incredible children. We had our bakery, this beautiful thing we dreamed about, built together, struggled through together, and watched grow together. We had plans. So many plans. I wasn’t waiting for some better version of my life to begin. I was already living it.

I had everything I wanted.

And now I cannot breathe.

Because I didn’t just lose Aaron. I lost the person who was woven into every single part of my life. My husband. My best friend. My children’s dad. My business partner. The person I came home to. The person I called about everything. The person I made every decision with. The person I expected to grow old beside.

That’s what makes this so unbearable. I can look backward and know that I had it. I actually had the life I wanted. I didn’t want a different life. I didn’t need anything more.

I just wanted more time.

More mornings next to you. More stupid jokes. More car rides. More nights at home. More years raising our babies. More years building our bakery. More ordinary days where I never once stopped to consider how extraordinary it was that you were there.

I don’t know what to do with all of this love now. I don’t know how I’m supposed to wake up every morning and live inside the life we built when you’re suddenly missing from it.

I just want my life back.

I want you back.

I miss you so much, Aaron.

And tonight, I really cannot understand how I’m supposed to do any of this without you.

21 days.

I miss you.

It hurts too much.I still reach for you in the car, at home, all the time, as if somehow you’ll still be within my grasp...
08/20/2026

It hurts too much.

I still reach for you in the car, at home, all the time, as if somehow you’ll still be within my grasp. We spent so many years side by side, and now I have to learn how to do everything on my own.

I still don’t cook, so I’ll probably starve. But I got my own gas tonight, brought in my groceries, and made the kids bring the trash cans in.

It’s weird. There are so many things you just inherently did. Things I never had to think about because you were there. Now all these tiny pieces of our life are suddenly mine to carry alone.

I miss you, but those words don’t feel like enough. It’s not getting better with time. Somehow, it feels worse.

I’ve lost three friends in the last week. People who had expectations of me, who needed things from me that I just couldn’t give. They couldn’t understand the insurmountable mountain in front of me that I just can’t seem to climb.

They wanted things from me I couldn’t even give myself.

Time. Patience. Understanding. Grace. Attention. I have none of it. Some days I don’t know my own name, the date, or when I ate last. I’m trying to keep three kids going, keep myself breathing, and learn how to live a life I never wanted without you.

And somehow, in the middle of losing you, I’ve had to lose people too because I couldn’t be what they needed while I was barely surviving myself.

Then I come home to the house you bought us. It’s still just as perfect for us as the day you bought it. The furniture, blankets, colors, every detail. You cared about all of it because if something mattered to me, it mattered to you.

Now nothing feels important.

Everything feels numb. And when I do feel something, it’s pain because you should be here.

I don’t want to get good at doing life without you.

I just want you.

Could you just take me to dinner and tell me everything’s going to be okay?

I miss you.

It’s been 20 days.

I love you Aaron.

08/17/2026

I love you.

I woke up without you this morning.It’s the first night I’ve slept in our room since you were in the ICU. When I woke up...
08/16/2026

I woke up without you this morning.

It’s the first night I’ve slept in our room since you were in the ICU. When I woke up, I ran to your closet and put on your sweats and your jacket. I so badly wanted to feel close to you again.

It didn’t help.

Nothing has.

Missing you feels like torture. My chest hurts, it’s hard to breathe, and I can’t stop crying.

It’s your funeral today. And how I wish it wasn’t. How I wish you didn’t need a funeral because you were still here with me.

I don’t know how to breathe, move, or live without you.

With each passing day, it feels worse, not better. I’m reminded of all the things we aren’t going to get to do together. All the things we won’t live through together, experience together, share together.

I miss sharing.

I miss having someone to tell everything to. I miss looking over at you and knowing you already understand. I miss sharing the ordinary parts of life with you just as much as I miss the big ones.

You knew me intuitively, I never had to say a word. I could just look at you and you would understand. You sensed me, always. Before I even set through the door of the shop, you knew I was there.

It’s been 16 days, and I still don’t know how to breathe without you.

Today, I have to say goodbye to you in a way I never, ever wanted to.

I love you, Aaron.

I will love you for the rest of my life.

I schooled your son at ping pong today.It reminded me of the first time we came on this trip, years ago, when it was jus...
08/14/2026

I schooled your son at ping pong today.

It reminded me of the first time we came on this trip, years ago, when it was just the two of us. I remember you asking me to go to the arcade while we waited for our food. I said, “Let’s play.”

You were so surprised.

You told me that you were always learning new things about me, that even after all those years, I was still full of surprises.

I remember thinking in that moment how incredible it was that after all those years together, you still cared so much about learning everything there was to know about me. You never stopped being curious about me. You never stopped choosing me.

You were the best husband. So much fun. Always down to do whatever I wanted to do, always up for an adventure, and always ready for a game of ping pong.

So tonight, your son got to learn that fun fact about me too.

I beat him.

And he was just as surprised as you were.

God, I wish we could play one more round.

It’s so hard making new memories that don’t include you. I still find myself reaching for you. Thinking about you. Wondering what you would want to do. Wanting to turn toward you and ask what you think.

It’s been 13 days without you, and I still can’t understand how you’re actually gone.

Today was extra hard. I found myself wanting your advice more than ever.

There are fires burning along both routes home, and you were always the better driver. You were always the one I trusted to get us where we needed to go.

I wish you could drive us home.

I wish I could sit beside you one more time, watching the road pass by, talking about nothing and everything.

I wish we could have just one more drive together.

I wish I could reach across the console and hold your hand just one more time.

I miss you so much.

I love you.

13 days without you. And somehow, I’m still reaching for your hand.

Yesterday we did all of your favorite things.We rode into town and snagged a coffee. We went on an 8-mile bike ride into...
08/12/2026

Yesterday we did all of your favorite things.

We rode into town and snagged a coffee. We went on an 8-mile bike ride into town and through the forest. We stopped for ice cream, shopped at your favorite kitchen store, and then rode our bikes some more.

We finished the day with too many chips, salsa, guac, and tacos.

It was the perfect day. The kids had so much fun.

But there was this space where you should have been.

We all missed you so much. I kept thinking about how much fun you would’ve had if you were there with us. How much better every little part of the day would have been with you riding beside us, eating too many chips, making us laugh.

We’re still doing the things you loved. We’re still finding joy. I think you’d want that for us.

I just wish more than anything you were here doing it all with us.

It’s been 12 days without you.

I miss you.

It was my birthday yesterday.My first birthday without you.I went to the gym in the morning. I bawled my eyes out with e...
08/11/2026

It was my birthday yesterday.

My first birthday without you.

I went to the gym in the morning. I bawled my eyes out with every count I lifted. Every rep felt heavy in a way that had nothing to do with the weight. I missed you an unbearable amount.

You always had this way of making me feel so special on my birthday. Every year, you planned this trip for us. It was our tradition. You made the plans, packed the bags, remembered the things I forgot, and always made sure I felt celebrated and loved.

I remember sitting with you in the hospital and hearing you say, “I’ll be out by then.”

And I believed you.

I pictured us here together. I pictured you beside me on this trip, celebrating another birthday, another year of our life. I never imagined I would come here without you.

For dinner, we went to your favorite pizza spot. The place you’ve been eating at for almost 20 years. It felt strange being there without you, eating your favorite pizza on my birthday, on the trip you planned, surrounded by pieces of a life that was supposed to still have you in it.

My mind still reaches for the life we were supposed to be living. The plans we made feel so close that sometimes I can almost step into them.

I didn’t want a birthday without you. I didn’t want to celebrate another year when the person who made my life feel so full isn’t here to live it with me.

But I went to the gym. I cried through every rep. I got up. I kept moving.

And I could hear you.

“You’ll be fine, Anna. You’ve got this. You can do anything.”

I would give anything to hear you actually say those words again.

You made every birthday special, but more than that, you made my ordinary days special. You made me feel chosen, cared for, safe and deeply loved.

Yesterday I turned another year older. And for the first time, I had to do it without you.

I miss you in ways I still don’t have words for.

I love you, Aaron. I carried you with me through every second of my birthday.

I always will.

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