Today I made a phone call (one of many that I've already made) to request a name change on an account. It wasn't a big deal. I've done it many times. And, what they required of me was very simple and I had everything I needed to do it... But, it turned on the emotional faucets.
It's so weird to me 'cause I have gone through all of Christmas with very few tears shed and very little sadness... but give me some financial or legal things to handle and I'm a basket case.
I think it's 'cause I need Harvey here to help me solve these things. I need a partner to bounce ideas off and think things through with.
Grief is so weird.
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