Well, The Creator decided To give me another day, and the world is still just outside my window.  At least the day is rainy, dark, and oh so cold, which is very much the way I feel right now.
I spent much of yesterday at the funeral home getting things in motion for my Michael.  He was an organ donor, and he is to be cremated, so there will not be a viewing.  But there is to be a memorial service.  Michael .was a Marine, and had asked for a military service, but they have cut back on so many veteran services, and that is one of them, unless he was to be buried in  military grounds.  They do still provide a flag, and I will be purchasing a shadow box for it.
I wonder about the human race's ability to ignore a person while alive, but they still expect a memorial service.  It is the last physical thing I can do for my lifelong companion.  I do dread the day when there is no more I can do for him.  Michael did make my life worth living.  Today is the fourth day without him. 
On one hand, I wish I could stop thinking about everything, but on the other hand, I dread the day when I don't.