2 months, 2 days

I can't figure out why month anniversaries seem worse than other days. It's stupid really. It's two months, two days since you went into the hospital, and it's just as horrible as it was on two months. 

At the end of the day, time is just a construct, anyway. Even so, you were very precise about it. When I ask Idriss the time, he's likely to round up to the nearest 15 minutes, or even half hour. As in, if it's 4:40, he might just tell me it's 5pm. So annoying! You would never, ever do that. When asked the time, you would answer: 4:41 on the dot. 

In college, I once asked my friend Chris to give me a minute. He answered: Megan, I'm not father time. I can't give you a minute. You thought that was awesome. You told me, that Chris, he's a clever guy. 

Other things you liked to be precise about included: 

- The temperature, both inside, outside, and in the pool. It's 62 and sunny. It's 32 but the wind chill makes it feel like 17. The pool is 74 and the water is nice and soft. 

- The fullness of the moon. So many times have we looked at the sky, and I've said, oh look at the lovely full moon. "That's not quite full Megan. I'd say another day or so to get there."

- Dates in history. You were a history major and you remembered every important date ever. In middle school I learned that the U.S. entered into WW2 started in 1942, and you were horrified. That was incorrect. The correct date was December 1941. How could a history teacher round up a date regarding a war?

- Measurements in cooking. You liked to make soup, which you sometimes embarked upon once a week (always a Sunday) and you followed the recipes to a T. 

- Golf games, tennis scores, etc. 

I am sure there is so much more. I will add to this as I think of it. 

Megan x