First Day

It was my first day at my new work. It was, over all, a good day. But the morning could have been better. I miss you. I know that you would have absolutely shared in my excitement this morning. You would have made breakfast for me, pack my lunch, double checked my suit and send me off properly on my new adventure. That didn’t happen. It made me sad. It made me miss you. It made me believe that I have let go the best person that I will ever know?

What did I do, my dede? What have I done? Have I made a mistake?