I woke up and the sun was shining. The shower was wet and the coffee, hot. My dress is black. I bought it years ago for one of those fancy events I used to host for my old job. I started wearing the gold chain my dad bought me back in college again. I find it oddly soothing. The time to leave is drawing near. It will be hard but I think I can hold it together. People will ask, “How are you?” and I’ll reply, “I will be fine.”

I will be fine.