Wednesday I am having my first cataract eye surgery. All of a sudden the tears are flowing. Mike would always take me where I needed to go when I needed a ride and wait until I was done, regardless of how much pain he was in. This will be the second time that I am having some type of a procedure since he passed away and all I do is cry because the love of my life is no longer with me. The procedure is not a big thing but Mike not being there to hold my hand, talk to me or comfort me is a big deal. I did really good until a few minutes ago. This makes you realize you are really all alone. I hate this!