Goodbye to my amazing wife of very nearly 30 years. The person who worried about me mowing the lawn in the NC heat. The person who would care when I noticed a stupid new red light on the only road out of town. The person who liked my apple pie but only tolerated my pork chops and sauerkraut. The person who made it fun to be me. The only other person who knew the now-useless encyclopedia of inside jokes and references we collected together. The person who decorated and designed this suddenly-too-big house. The person who filled the closets and dressers with dresses and shoes. The person who was with me more than half my now-hollow life. The subject of so many college-age poems. The subject of so many recent songs. My plus-one. My far-better half. My emergency contact. My beneficiary. My shared account-holder. My sunshine, my only sunshine. My beautiful friend. My best friend. My reason. My everything.
Fuck pancreatic cancer.
What a beauty. So very very sorry, cleek. There really are no words.
russell is right on both counts, there is no more to say. Be gentle with yourself, cleek.
OMG, cleek, I am so very sorry for you, and so very pissed off at the universe. It can’t be much solace to know that people around the world share a small portion of your grief, but I am one of them. Your tribute touched me unaccountably deeply. Take care of yourself,
–TP
Oh Cleek, I am so sorry for you. I can’t imagine your loss, and hope you can use her memory as a strength to get through these dark days.
Sending love and healing,
An old internet friend