First Razorback Game without him

It was my first Pig game without my husband. I wasn't there, he wasn't there and we weren't together. All things were strange. I needed to just watch the game and sit. I did that. I just sat and watched the game and drank red beer. It was good to be emotional about something else. But I was empty on the inside and I teared up a few times when something and I wanted to discuss it with my football fan husband. He called me after the game so I think he was having some of the same feelings. Then a "friend" called and chewed me out for not coming to some girl night party that I wasn't in the mood for. I didn't appreciate it at all. Then, God opened another window and a friend from the past chatted with me on FB. She made me smile. Still I am sad that the game went on and my marriage doesn't.