For the last hour, I was busily typing up an entry, very thoughtful, very moving. It was about an article I'd read about "dying of a broken heart". It's a very real phenomenon. Anyway, I was proofreading it and accidentally closed the window. With the internet, what you typed is not recoverable. Once I closed that window, my little essay went where the light goes when you turn out the light.
Rats.
I could probably reconstruct the whole thing but it's kind of late and I think I'll just let it be for now.
The main point I wanted to make was that I felt I'd made a deliberate choice to live after Rich died. All of a sudden, I got myself to the doctor and had check-ups and all those screening tests that are recommended for women my age.
TB did the same after his Audrey passed. Well, no, he didn't have the screening tests for women but he's become more active in taking care of his own health.
Both Rich and Audrey didn't want us to spend the rest of our lives grieving. I believe they helped bring us together. We would not waste such a wonderful gift.
So if I remember anything else, I'll add it tomorrow. :P
Posted by Cassie at December 2, 2003 10:09 PMlol i do that sometimes (delete the entrys)
Posted by: heidi at December 3, 2003 09:26 PM