Closure

So last year after Bri died, I was unable to come down for her funeral.
And so I never really got closure for her death.
Which its been nagging at me all year to go to her home town, which isnt that far from durango, its Mancos, and pay my respects.

And I felt I did just that.

I got off work early,
Deposited my paycheck,
And then instead of driving home I drove right past my place and just kept going until I got to Mancos.
Because I felt this was something I needed to do.
For not only me as a person but also so that I felt that Bri and I might have our last goodbye.

Still shocks me that she's gone, even over a year later.

So I decided to drive.
However I did not plan ahead and found out when I got there that they did not have a cemetery in Mancos.
And I couldn't find the marker on the side of the road.

So I drove around town.
Through the neighborhoods.
Downtown and through the tiny town where she called home.

I just thought about her and talked outloud to her about life whilst I drove.
About all that had happened in the past year.
How I am doing.
And how I missed her.

So even though I didn't get to see her grave, I felt like I had some small ammount of closure for myself.
And it felt good to let go.