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!