It's been a little over a week since I had to let Michael go and I still can't get my mind around it. The service was a whirlwind and seeing the overwhelming response from all his close friends was a great comfort to me, I counted over 300 names on the guest registry. But I can't help but feel like I left a part of me there Saturday afternoon. I have a constant painful ache deep inside me that prevents me from focusing on anything for very long and I can't help but wonder if it will ever go away.