I always used to refer to Michigan as "home' but it is different now. Matt was my home. this does not feel like home without him. Now a part of me wonders if moving away from North Carolina so soon was a mistake. I don't know. I just have a terrible feeling about being here like this. I'm sure it's just my initial reaction and it will get better with time. I just had to pack up all of Matt's things and all of my things... our entire home. And now it's gone.
I don't even get to look at it anymore. I almost feel homeless and it can't be undone. Even though Matt was not in our house, I could still sense him because it is where our life was. Leaving all that behind is almost as bad as his death itself.
I would rather be back there.