Rode with my SIL to Durango, she had a doctor’s appt in the regional hospital, thought I’d just, you know, wait in the coffee shop – that’s when I realized it is way. Too. Soon. – breathed through the beginning of a panic attack and came outside and found a bench. I’d rather be freezing…
I made it to the house where my beautiful geek grew up. It doesn’t feel as raw as when I was here for his funeral in July – it’s more just melancholy.
I have spent all afternoon sorting all our pics – I want to take all of the pics and other memorabilia that was from before I met Gary back to New Mexico with me. It needs to stay in his family. I was reminded just how happy we were. On a related note: crying for…
