I have run out of toilet rolls, dog food and milk which means I have no option other than to go shopping today. It's so painful though because we used to go together. Cliff was a very good shopper and would always look at the reduced aisle and procure some yummies at cut prices.
At least I manage to walk down this aisle and see if anything appeals to me now. A month ago I used to give that whole area of the supermarket a wide berth.
So I am making progress, aren't I?
All his friends and family keep telling me how proud of me he would be and that gives me the strength to keep trying.
One day at a time, one step at a time.