March 18, 2006 § 1 Comment
She really was beautiful, wasn’t she?
Somehow, I made it through that awful day, and then two more. We’re adjusting now, Ivan and me. He still looks for her, as though she’s hiding in the hall closet or under the bed. I am missing her too, but I can feel in my bones that she is gone. Thanks for all your well wishes and for the comfort they gave. Thanks, too, to Arit and James, who were with me on the saddest days. I love you both with all my heart.
Tonight, I will wash her things and put them away. Tomorrow, I will try to let her go.