Today 7 months ago...

it was a perfect day. You know the scene...
Archie's breathing was great: he had been two days off the ventilator, they lowered his O2 settings to just 60%, he satisfactory passed a swallowing test, so he was started on solid foods, he did physical therapy and he felt great about it.

And all that happened in just a single day, the day of our 5th dating anniversary. It was truly a perfect day with full moon and all.

Today I did something bold: I watched the tape of the funeral for the first time. I did it, and I did very well -- no tears, just a celebration of his life and of the love that surrounded me that day. So many friends, so many hugs. Thank you!