Sitting down to write this, I don’t really know if I can put my thoughts into some sort of cohesive form. It really is just too hard. Today marks three months since Shirlock passed away and it seems llke forever. Whoever said time heals all wounds apparently never met him. While it has gotten easier for me to make it from one day to the next, the hole left in me by it all is still strikingly present. I’m pretty sure it’ll never go away, …