Thursday, March 15, 2012
With the children and me, he was alive - those of you who witnessed his death will have to relive that memory forever. His final gift to you. Neil, your soul was tortured with guilt. That was your demise. Your final years took a tortuous route....but that was yesterday and yesterday's gone (Foreigner). Thanks for the beautiful birthday and Christmas gifts - and every year even after the divorce!! you amazed me - you were right that wonderful day in our kitchen holding me - you said you always loved me and couldn't understand why these "voices" take over your actions. Maybe now you've discovered the answer. Watch over our children - their chidren are your legacy. Remember England and Scotland honeymoon; camping in Maine; blowing those expensive, custom heater hoses off the Camaro on I-95 in Maine; nitrous on the Merritt Pkwy - flip the blue toggle; dinner on our boat watching the sunset on Long Island Sound; the first time Christine rolled over - how proud were you. Cindy's dark hair at birth - what a surprise! and your son - Brien, fishing and boating on Lake George. Killer ducks! Candlewood - Christine caught that beautiful Rainbow Trout - at nine years old, she outfished you and your expensive fishing gear! We never stopped laughing. You stacked the firewood at the kitchen door. You remembered. No one, Neily Weily, knew you better than I. I was your FIRST and LAST - you know what I mean. Love always, "wifey"
