Bereaved

D's mother passed away yesterday. He'd written about her once and there was pride in it. Must be hurting badly now. For some reason, I was thinking of his parents yesterday. Now it's a strange thing, not to be able to say more than a sentence to him yet wanting to say so much and at home carry on as if nothing has happened. 

Right now thinking of his father. 

The DnB Man

So there it is - D has started his own venture with a couple of more people. I've been expecting it and was surprised when he said no last year. Ah, it's an overwhelming feeling for me and I wish I could see his. 

Of course it means D will be super busy, he says it will be at least a 14-hour day. Hmm. Everytime he tells me how hectic it's going to be, it feels like he's preparing me for his absence. I've been a little spoilt this last month and I guess this is the end of it. Alright. But I'm excited nevertheless. For the guy who wanted every day to be exciting.