Another fade

Today George's obituary guest book page expired. I've kept it going for 3 years just because . . . and now it's time to let it go. Soon it will be his yahoo email, then, who knows? It's natural & necessary, but still tender. I was reminded how good a man he was in some mail that came yesterday. His presence is still strong at times & I rarely tear up anymore, but I hate that it's all fading, if only because I must go on. Then I remember other friends who have lost children and wonder how I can be so self-serving. It's all so confusing at times. Love you, Gingle. Hope you're having fun "up" there.