I cried today...but just briefly.
Someone I know from the YMCA asked how I was doing.
He knew my wife had died but we hadn't crossed paths for a long time.
He's a nice guy.
He wanted me to know that God is always with me.
That's when I noticed my eyes were wet.
I let him know I believed the same and thanked him.
I wiped the tears away.
We shook hands and went our separate ways.
I was actually fine soon after.
Time has clearly helped me to bounce back much quicker.