I remember flying to Manhattan on October 3rd, 2006, with an engagement ring in my pocket. Jen said "yes," and then we hailed a cab and headed to - our - new home.
Now I look at this nearly finished book and it sinks in that Jen passed, that this is real, and that I have to keep moving forward.
Some days I feel strong; some days I fear the wind will blow me away. But, those windy days come less and less while my memories of Jen grow stronger and brighter.