The longest I ever went without seeing Jon after our first date was two weeks. I took a trip to Brussels and England. At the time I thought I was on the fence about him, but looking back I was definitely falling in love. I’m sure my friends on the trip were so annoyed at how much I talked about him! Jon already knew he loved me, and he wasn’t about to let me go off and find some European boyfriend. So, he skyped me every day and showered me with compliments. Guess it worked because I came back and told him I loved him.

It’s been a month since he died. So now I guess this is the longest I’ve gone without seeing him. That was no fun to write, and no fun to live either. I’ve had quite a few fumbles this past month, and lots of firsts. But I’ve made it. I know if Jon can see me, he is very proud of me. 

I have a longer post with more details about the past month on my substack. I'm going to transition off of CaringBridge and onto that platform. The first post will go live at 3pm today.

If you'd like to stay up to date with how we're doing and check out some cute Jackson pics, visit my blog at melissatjarks.substack.com.