It is weird, for some reason today I just feel empty. Not happy, lonely, or sad. Just blank, cold, vacant, and void. I really do hate February. As a child it was due to the fact that it fell the month before my birthday and seemed to drag on. As an adult it is thanks to a annual month of let downs. This year is no exception. Grant is gone again. He will be missing my birthday, again. And this year I made my resolution to find one good thing from each day. Thus far has been a struggle, but it hopefully will make each day more bearable.