I have nothing much to offer. It’s been eight and a half years and I still mourn my wife. And it wasn’t a surprise. We traverse these mountains alone. Occasionally someone comes along and joins us for awhile. They offer comfort. Maybe a compassionate ear. Maybe just the physical release we need. Because we are still human. We hurt. We grieve. We need, love, comfort, compassion, help and each other. I give you my condolences and wish the very best for you on this long journey.