I so miss her.
A couple things here:
- I was with Jen till her end. Literally. The last damn minutes, seconds of her life, I was there
- We played music the entire time she was conscious/unconscious. Where I was on duty and at the time she passed, it was Karen Carpenter, whether you like it or not
- There was a remarkable instance of dragonflies. It was truly remarkable, in the sense that "you'd have had to been there."
Enough. There is one last thing of this that I do believe everyone would want, were they in the same circumstance. "Take my hand, my darling."
And Jen, I may not take your hand, but I will take your soul to my heart. You nut job. I miss you,