Can't stop crying

Why this morning?

Is it because I’m going to close on a house by myself today (we bought nine houses together)?

Because it is All Souls Day and the wall between the worlds is at its thinnest (and why can’t I feel you, Mike?)

Because I oh-so-efficiently went through your jackets and dress shirts yesterday in preparation for a consignment shop visit?

So I can have a smile on my face tonight at Day of the Dead @ Bare Hands Gallery?

Because we’re walking through a merciless two-month gauntlet of “special” days that you never would have missed–Halloween, Day of the Dead, our 10-year wedding anniversary, Thanksgiving, Marley’s 6th birthday, Christmas, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day with your homemade blackeyed peas?

It makes no sense.