I am constantly checking my email for something from you. I don’t think that will ever abate.

Got my haircut today. Just another in the myriad ways you impact my life still. I want to look and professional, and I want you to be proud of me. Most of all, I hope that some day you will just come and see me and I will be just the Jason you remember.

I spent a lot of time working on photos today. I saw your face and our adventures so much. It hurts. This hurts.

While she was getting her hair cut, I went to get fish and chips, by request. So good. We passed it when you were here. It was when we were coming back from that windy hike by the sea. Maybe someday we will go again.

Took Grandma to get her hair cut today. It was a fun little outing and good to see her so mobile again. She still struggles with stamina and some basic movements. I guess we just take so much for granted.

I’m at Crooked Goat waiting to pick up food for dinner with Gerrie and Grandma tonight. UFC is on and you’d love the beer. It almost makes me cry right here at the bar.