Something to do. A writing assignment. Something to help us as we process our grief.
Schedule a time, make a date, find a secret hiding writing place. Be there.
Write Him a holiday letter.
Tell Him what your yesterday was like, what you want your tomorrow to be.
Turn an egg timer upside down, don't stop until all the salt's run free. Let your pen rrrrrrip across the page.
I dare you.
And remember Widows, we're not alone.