You know Kay, there was a lot of pain, before, during and after her death. I’m hoping that the more I write the further I can get back behind the wall that was her death. Because we had a really, really great marriage. But the last several months have an impact on my memory that is way larger than the time frame would suggest. I don’t want those memories to crowd out all the good.

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