Cataloging Comic Books & More

I'm cataloging Jeffrey's comic books. I'm happy to be doing this for Jeffrey, for DH and I ..... it's something he would have done eventually, especially with the new downloads for cataloging comic book collections. Some days I feel good about it and actually happy, even with a couple of glasses of wine.
~~~~~~~Then, there are some days that I pick up a comic book, and touch the tape that Jeffrey used to seal the plastic sleeve over the comic book, and I touch the same tape, run my fingers over it... and just think that I am touching the same tape that my Jeffrey touched once before while doing the same thing, taping the sleeve shut to protect the comic book. It's as simple as something like that - that jars you into your reality.
~~~~~~~~~And, it makes me so sad and make me cry - makes me miss him oh so terribly. Like I said before: there are good days and bad days. Yes, they still come, and I imagine that they always will come.... sometime - anytime, when not expected.
~~~~~~~~~~I spoke to Alison's father yesterday to find out how they are doing. That question always perplexed me. People would call up and ask how are you doing? Well, I just lost my child, how the heck do you expect I am doing? But, I respond, Good. It's really not fair to them. What else is there to say when you are checking on your loved one that you are so worried about?
~~~~~~~~~So, yesterday I hesitated asking the question when I called Alison's parents, knowing exactly how they are feeling.... in shock and devestated.
~~~~~~~~But, not knowing what else to day... YES, ME.... Not know what to say after going through the same thing. I ended up saying, I'm just calling to see how y'all are doing. Amazingly enough, Alison's mom had gone back to work, just 2 weeks afterwards! Her husband expected her to come home about lunchtime. They are still in shock. I was in shock for a year - 2 yrs. It's just so very hard to wrap your brain/heart around what has actually happened. To us, it's like a nightmare that we pray that we will wake up and discover that is was just that, a nightmare. That happens every night, until we wake up the next morning.
~~~~~~~~~Byron and I had a good converation that lasted about 45 minutes. I let him talk mostly and interjected when it was the right time. It was like reliving the whole nightmare again. But, this time, I hope to help give them some comfort in some way. Probably in just knowing that we have gone through the same thing, and that we will understand their feelings that no one... not their family, nor their friends, who have never experienced the same nightmare, will understand. That's just the way it is.

~~~~~~~~I found a new picture behind the boxes of his comic books. It apparently had fallen off of the wall. I had not seen it before. It is Jeffrey and some friends, that I'm sure I have met, just cannot remember their names! LOL Ah, he had just sooo many friends. :) I'll have to ask around. Every new picture to me, feels like I can just reach out and touch him.