Dear David,
You’ve been gone for five months and I wasn’t expecting this last month to be so brutal. I didn’t know what to expect, exactly, but it felt harder than Month Four. How does a newly-married and newly-widowed person carry on as per normal? And when? I don’t know, I’m still searching for answers to those questions.
I’m in the new(est) place now, and I put your pictures up so I can see you when you were healthy and full of vitality. I love this photo of you with Bill King at Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome last September. It was a few weeks after the diagnosis but some of your hair was hanging in there, and you could still walk without a cane. Your spirits were high.
I’ll be at the Aerodrome in less than two weeks to scatter your ashes. Can you put in a good word for us to the weather gods about some sunshine on May 30?
Love,
Gail
