Clare and I have not had much time to spend together, just the two of us, this Christmastime so after she dropped her boyfriend off at the airport yesterday we went to my favorite cocktail bar for cocktails and a chat. It was good and even just that hour together made me very happy.
Today we went shopping so she could find a gift for her boyfriend’s mother. We ended up at the local mall. I rarely go there now because, besides the fact I hate malls, this one reminds me of the happy/traumatic/sad/excited times I spent there with Clare. As we pulled into the parking lot I told Clare about this and found I couldn’t talk because of the grief-like emotion that started in my chest and closed up my throat.
I miss having her around.