Looking at the office, the top of my dresser and the bar remind me every day and night that he is gone and honestly make me feel like my life isn't yet my own. Those areas are the last ones that are frozen in time. Frozen since the day he drove away and I was here, all by myself, for the first time.
I think finishing up getting those places cleared and organized will help me feel better - more positive about this situation I have find myself in.
It may not sound like much... but it's a step in the right direction for me. For now.