Shoulder full of pain

Dammit, my right shoulder has flared up once again. It started yesterday evening and it's gotten worse throughout the day. I walked into my boss's office for something at around 3 p.m. today and he took one look at me and told me to go home. I hate to leave work early. I always feel guilty about it, so I don't do it very often. I took him up on it this time, though.

As soon as I got home, I lit a candle for Steve. I plan to keep one burning all weekend long. The anniversary of his death is not until Sunday, but he was so sick in the few days preceding that I thought I should do something to honor him all through the weekend. These anniversaries seem to get harder, rather than easier, with time.

Here's to you, Steve. I'll miss you forever.