Monthly Archives: December 2013

I’ve spent so much time thinking about the holidays that I forgot about moving into a new year. It hit me yesterday and I wasn’t expecting it. Lots of that these days. This will be the first years since I … Continue reading →

Today a young man came to the door asking for Ken. He looked familiar and I immediately thought he might be a former of student of Ken’s. They would stop by periodically – the good ones ☺. But this young … Continue reading →

Today is Adam’s birthday. To say it seems like yesterday that he was born is an understatement. Celebrating it without Ken was another tough and bittersweet step. Adam was three weeks early. I knew he was going to be born … Continue reading →

What started out to be a quiet “isn” day today turned out to be really great. This morning a good friend came over for a visit and it was so great to see her. A few phone calls. Another friend … Continue reading →

I knew that there were people I neglected to notify of Ken’s death and Christmas is the time when that is very apparent. But, the few cards that have arrived “Mr. and Mrs.” are actually comforting. It’s like he’s still … Continue reading →

The old saying – you don’t regret what you do, you regret what you don’t do is very true. I don’t have a lot of regrets about my life with Ken but I do regret the things I didn’t do … Continue reading →

I used to give Ken a bad time about being kind of grumpy in the morning. He wasn’t exactly grumpy – just didn’t like to talk or listen or be around anyone while he was getting going in the morning. … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking a lot about Christmas and memories. When I was about 2 my parents moved from El Segundo, California to Woodland Hills. We lived in, what then would be called, the boonies. We had a great house on … Continue reading →

I’ve spent some time lately thinking about how the first times and the last times really stick in my memory – more than the times in between – unless they are big events, of course ☺. But I remember the … Continue reading →

Not much goes on each day that doesn’t make me think of Ken – from the time I get up until I go to sleep. On a great night, I dream of him. So, my life is pretty much spent … Continue reading →