June 1994

My thoughts:

3650 Sunsets... some spent with your head on my shoulder.

3650 dawns... some shared with you.

3650 days...watching my son turn slowly from boy to young man

Countless hours; poems, chapters, characters, and dreams... some reality, some fade to gray.

A bazillion thoughts of you... and a million stars turned to comets in the night sky.

Words of tenderness, and featherlight sensuality lingering.

Ten years is nothing when I think of the first 34 years without you... my heart knowing you were out there...somewhere...just not knowing where.

June, 1994

Your Answer:

That was gorgeous, Di. Clearly gorgeous. And heart tearing.

I guess sometimes the two come hand in hand.

I love you dearly, precious one.

:* soft on your cheek, my hands in your hair..