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A nostalgic and whimsical look at a love story 23 years in the making.

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Bittersweet Symphony - A Look Back and a Way Forward

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you. ~ Walt Whitman   So tomorrow will mark one full year without Jessica in my life. A little over a year ago tonight was our last real conversation before she drifted off for the last time. I recounted some of that conversation in my blog about her death here. It was basically a pep talk meant to lift my spirit

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Jeric

 

story of us Come As You Are

Bloggers note: This was originally planned to go up in August of last year. There were some things that transpired at that time that made me feel that telling this specific story would be inappropriately timed, as it would have hit too close to home for some people I knew. I am going to dance around some things here do to the subject matter, and I hope you catch the drift because I won't have a direct conversation regarding this moment. I almost deleted this entry entirely, but Jess herself want

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For Good - My Wife's Death

Jessica Rice ~ Just Jessi February 26, 1977 - January 21, 2017   "I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one. I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when the day is done. I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways of happier times and laughing days. I'd like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done   https://pony.fm/tracks/2447

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Ordinary World

"You see there 'Queeny', you stopped making sense two sentences ago!" "That's because you aren't nearly as smart as you think you are."   Introduction > Read Part 1 Here   FALL 1993 Much Ado About Nothing The infamous splash hear round the world actually didn't turn into a bigger war. Anticlimactic, I know. It was just a thing that she got over with the same grace that would become her signature calling card. In fact, we started to have some conversations

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All Apologies

Read this primer for an explanation of this blog series. "... and this kids is how I met your mother."   Summer 1993 The long passage of time tends to dull memories, relegating them to a sepia toned imprint that favors emotion more than fine detail. These evasive portraits of ephemeral moments are recalled and tease greatness, only to deny their full truth. Most old memories are odd like that. There are some, however, that defy the rules. They play through your

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The Story of Us

My wife now has a Ponyosa, courtesy of SFyr.     So what is this blog about? First, let me get the hard part out of the way. Some on staff know of this, two of them know the entire extent. My apologies if I come across as too clinical.   The best laid plans ...   My wife has always had a rather difficult medical history. For the last few years we have been fighting a losing battle with dual illnesses that have slowly robbed her of her liver function and at times her rather robus

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