March 9, 2002
Hi sweetie,

I?m sure you?ve been around the last couple of days. I felt sure of it while I was talking to your sister, Linda. The printer suddenly turned on and a piece of paper came out with a tiny little heart in the upper left hand corner of the page ? and that was all! I?m sure it is a sign from you, as sure as I am about the spatula ? that you helped me by putting it where I could find it. And I felt sure that somehow you guided me to the flower arrangement for St. Patrick?s day. I picked up a bouquet of white carnations and daisies. Some of the flowers were sprayed green. When I saw them I was just going to pass them by thinking sadly that you might have gotten them if you were here. I said it out loud to Heidi and she nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly I got a very strong urge to buy a bouquet and Heidi said, ?Go ahead?. I did and was all teary-eyed. Billy got down the green vase and helped me cut the stems. Thinking about it again, I feel some warmth toward you. I really loved you so much. I still do. I am so grateful that we were together, Rich. And either that old saying about women in the same house together have periods around the same time or I?m just not stressed out so much. My period started again yesterday and I know Heidi?s had hers a couple of days now.

Today Billy was in a magic cards tournament. He asked me if he could go to Pandemonium and I said yes but I wouldn?t lend him any money. I loaned him money last week and he did very little in return, arguing and fussing the whole way so I wasn?t motivated to give him any money. It turns out he traded some of his cards for money so that he could get into a tournament. I should have known ? I couldn?t figure out why he?d want to go to the place and just hang out.

Kristin went to her friend Rachel?s today to work on a science project. Rachel?s father talks a LOT! Both her parents are friendly but I was thrown at the stuff they were dragging out to show me. :D

Teddy is still writing to me. I?m still answering him. Feeling VERY confused, sweetheart.

I?ve been dreaming about you too. As I?m waking up I think you?re downstairs and as I become more fully awake I realize no, you?re not, you?re gone and I just feel so sad?

Love you,
Me

P.S. Tonight we watched ?Hearts in Atlantis?, Rich, a film based on Stephen King?s book. I?m hoping we still have it upstairs?we bought it, didn?t we? You read it; I didn?t get a chance.

Something weird is happening with the downstairs window. Maybe this happened when the contractors were here tearing up the basement floor and laying down a water pump and drain. Well, the first thing I noticed is that the window is cracked. And I also noticed that the window won?t stay shut when the window is blowing. What a major pain in the butt! Suddenly, like tonight, I?ll feel all this cold air ? and it?s coming from the basement. It?s very spooky having to go down there and try to jam it shut. Think you could help me out a little, please? Keep the window shut for me? Thanks, I love you.

March 7, 2002
Hi sweetheart,

I brought you home today, at last. The urn arrived and it is very beautiful. I sure had to wait a long time for it! And I?m really grateful to Karen and Joe at (the funeral home) for helping me light a fire under the craftsman?s butt to get the urn up here. Do you like it? It?s a large adult urn, made of cherrywood, a nice light color not too dark. You liked the lighter colored woods I remember. And it has a placque with your name on it, the dates (your birth and death) and ?I?m everything I am because you loved me?. You are so heavy! But you were a big guy and Karen said you filled the entire urn.

I cleared off the top of our hutch, packed up the tea set and some of the mugs and glasses. I left out a couple of mugs I am sure belonged to you personally and the Ilsa/Rick Casablanca dolls and my Irish Barbie. And I put up there the two baseballs, the one that you bought from Ebay and the one we got from the Oldtimers? League. Then I got your Mets baseball cap and set it on top of the urn. Within seconds, it flipped off onto the floor. I wasn?t sure whether you were letting me know you were here and registering approval or disapproval. So I put the hat back on again and it is still there.

I had a little trouble lifting the urn out of the box. I thought it would jam and I might have to turn the box sideways so I took a deep breath, said ?help me, Rich? and I managed to get my hands down below a little lip that runs around the urn. I was able to pull it from the box. Thanks for helping me?you?re always there for me, my love. Karen thought so too when I told her the story about the spatula. I told Robin what happened and she got chills.

I played ?Sorry? with Kristin two times and found myself enjoying the game, spending time with her. Billy and Heidi didn?t want to play and I could tell Kristin was hurt. She wanted us to have ?Family Night? but I reassured her and said the two of us could have a family night. Another time Heidi and Billy will feel like playing with us.

Teddy sent me a link to his website. He is very religious it seems?into Bible based verse, which is what Alberta was trying to get me into. He told me he?s lapsed on that a bit since his wife died. It?s a nice website and what made me do a doubletake was a couple of things ? he?s got glasses and is heavy like you were, and he belongs to a union?the headquarters is in Farmingdale!! I thought hummmm?. He?s a really nice guy and a lot more fun to talk to than David. He?s been sending me these animated gifs that are so adorable! But this religious stuff?.ohhhhhh boy?.well it?s okay. I?m just interested in friendship for right now.

I still love YOU.

Love always,
Me

March 6, 2002
Hi sweetheart,

A couple of strange things happened today and yesterday. I must have dreamed about you both nights and during naps too because I can remember waking up to the crushing realization that you weren?t really here, you?re really dead. I must have been dreaming that you were alive. I can only remember the barest fragment of a dream, and that was to think, oh, no, he?s not here at all, and I felt so upset and depressed.

Yesterday I made a meatloaf and wished out loud that I knew where the metal spatula was?and here is something wild, just now I couldn?t remember what it was called. I typed first, scapula and thought, no that?s wrong and asked Heidi who looked at me like I head six heads and said the flat pancake flipper thing is called a spatula. What is wrong with me? Anyway, I was hanging up some laundry this morning in the basement and there it was in plain sight, right in my path for hanging up the clothes. I looked at it in complete amazement. It?s been missing for over a year, I?m sure, because I remember we thought Billy threw it out with the pizza box.

I brought it up and showed it to him, and his eyes got all big too and he asked, ?Where did you find it?? When I told him, he shook his head with disbelief and said how could it have been there? He would have seen it when he cleaned up and reorganized the basement.

?Anyone should have seen it, it was so out in view,? I told him.

He turned red a little. I don?t know what he thinks of life after death but I think he?s got some doubts now about his conviction that there?s no afterlife.

It?s true, Rich, ANYONE should have seen that spatula ? but as many times as we?ve been in the basement, hanging clothes, bringing up boxes, taking them back down, as many of us walked there?well, someone should have seen it. You know what I think? I think you moved it there so I could find it. Thank you, sweetie!

Billy feels vindicated. ?I knew I didn?t throw it out accidentally!? he exclaimed. We can figure out how it got down there too. It must have happened the last time you defrosted the freezer. Kristin remembered using it to scrape frost and ice from the shelves.

FAR OUT!!!

Love you,
Me

March 4, 2002
Well, sweetie, I really did it now. I have been having such trouble with that miserable computer of mine. It barely was functioning anymore. Yesterday, any time I opened a program I would get an error saying ?committed illegal operation, will be shut down, turn off all programs and restart your computer.? Well, I was trying to get a message out to Arline and this new guy, Teddy, and after two hours, I was still rebooting the computer and so I gave it a strong, vicious kick. The tower slammed against the back of the love seat and scared the heck out of Heidi. Well, it still ran after that but it still wouldn?t open any programs so I turned it off. :P I figured I would try again this morning ? except that it wouldn?t turn on at all. It was stone cold dead, like what happened to you.

I sent an email to Nancy S, hoping her husband Jeff could help out. This is going to suck if I can?t get it to turn on because I don?t have anything I wrote backed up. My journals for February and the first of March and all the short stories I wrote are all on the hard drive?and no where else. ARRRRRRRRRGH! Billy thought I might have kicked something loose on the inside, causing it to jam. Elfie called me and when I told her what happened she thought that perhaps something inside went bad, like the motherboard. I asked her if Billy?s guess might be right too and she said yes. What an idiot I am! Accomplished absolutely NOTHING. Blah. I?m going to wait a few days to see what happens and then I may take Teddy?s suggestion and buy a new Dell computer with Windows XP and Office 2000 on it.

March 3, 2002
Hi sweetie,

Not such a great day today. I bailed out of the WN city GTG but Arline came back and invited me to join her and other widow ladies at the Seaford diner on Tuesday. So I guess I can manage that. The kids have just been shitty today. I loaned Billy $15 yesterday so he could participate in two magic card tournaments and wouldn?t you know he whined, complained and was totally unhelpful today. And Kristin, who has a cold, was having a tantrum because I didn?t feel like taking them to the mall. She screamed and carried on, and I couldn?t believe it. So I went upstairs and took a nap. But first I pointed out to the kids that I go online a hell of a lot less than I used to, and we?re also doing a hell of a lot more than we used to. I guess they couldn?t argue there.

I was so bored last night I thought for fun I would go through and surf through match.com and I found a widower who sounds like YOU. I wrote to him and he?s written back twice now. His name is Teddy. I?ll respond to David when he writes me but I think he?s still missing Melany very much. His posts have become short and sparse and just the tone?he?s down. He?s begun moving into his second year and is having a harder time now. So many people say that!

I would like to keep writing to Teddy because he seems so nice but I also want to keep things very slow. I think Teddy?s wife just died in October and so that means he?s really new in the grief journey, unless it?s October of 2000. I guess we?ll see. He has two grown children and three grandchildren, likes to read, watch movies, walk on the beach, listen to music?sound familiar? I should view this as sorta like talking with Bernie or John, who are both online buddies, nothing romantic or as you would?ve said ?nothing for me to worry about?? and I would?ve said, ?nah, just friends.?

Trying to start over again is a really depressing concept although Nancy, Cheryl and Robin all tell me oh you?re young?ugh. The thought of being intimate with someone else?ack! It gives me the creeps.

I love you and miss you,
Me

March 2, 2002
Hi sweetie,
I have a bad case of the blahs today. Nothing is holding my interest. I don?t feel like doing the rpgs, don?t feel like posting at WN, didn?t even feel like writing to you except everytime I try to edit the posts I copied from Widownet I get a ?winword has committed an illegal operation and will be shut down.? What a freaking drag. All I am doing is trying to neaten up the margins so that the space is used more efficiently. Eventually, I?d like to print the stuff out but NOT if it?s like fifty pages long because I can?t get rid of the extra spaces and lines.

I did end up bailing on Nancy and Cheryl. Cheryl called around 4, while I was out picking up the girls from Scouts. Heidi told me that they would call from ?on the road? and shrugged. I just felt exasperated. I?d sent a post out telling about my interaction, why couldn?t they just let it go? And this was AFTER I said I probably couldn?t make it. So anyway, I didn?t feel like making the steak after all and so I decided to take everyone, including Ashley, to McDonald?s. We got back around 6:30 and there were no messages from either Cheryl or Nancy. Ashley?s aunt came to pick her niece up around 7 and about an hour and a half later, the phone rings again. I?m thinking, oh, man, what if they haven?t eaten dinner out? So I decided to be ?asleep? and Heidi just said I wasn?t feeling well and had fallen asleep.

I don?t want to go to this GTG in the city, either. Kristin turned up with another cold yesterday and is running a slight temperature. On top of that, the weather is supposed to be really nasty. On top of that, I don?t feel like spending money on a train to go to the city and then again to go to this GTG. So I thought, aw, the hell with it. Anyway I emailed Arline and just said the truth, I didn?t feel up to it. She emailed back and encouraged me to try and I thought that?s really kind of her. She understands what I?m feeling and is trying to persuade me to go without strong-arming me. I appreciate that.

I talked to Steve for the first time in a while. I wanted to know his opinion of the Computer Learning Center and me trying to get a degree in computer networking. He thought I had a better skill?sign language?and asked me, why didn?t I finish my degree and become a teacher? And I thought, hell, why not? I would enjoy that. So I?m going to look into it.

As for the writing, Rich, it?s like pulling teeth for me to sit and write anything. I shouldn?t pressure myself like this. I know it doesn?t help, which is why I just hoped to work on the stuff I posted to track my mood over the last few months. I see that I was in a much more positive upbeat frame of mind around Christmas and afterwards and I wondered what caused the change. Yech. Blah. Ptui. Who would have thought I would ever feel this way? I am at the computer and I?m BORED with it. I just can?t think of anything better to do?:P

Love you,
Me

March 1, 2002
Hi Rich,

I sit here trying to type straight while totally spaced out on drugs ? the legal kind. It seems I am hypersentive to a cough medicine (tablet) Dr. D gave me. It?s called Duratuss and the directions say not to give it to people who show ?hypersensitivity or idiosyncrasy to its components, to adreergic agents, or to other drugs of similar chemical structure. Manifestations of patient idiosyncrasy to adrenergic agent include: insomnia, dizziness, weakness, tremor, or arrhythmias.? Well this is the first time I?m taking it that it?s causing a problem. I had insomnia last night, was wide awake and restless until after 1 a.m., woke up before 6 and then I took another one this morning around 8 and I?ve been flying since. My hands started shaking and I could feel my heart racing so I looked at the box and read what I just wrote. So I am not taking this anymore. Left a message for Dr. D.

Nancy K wants me to go out with her and Cheryl. I understand what she?s doing but I wish she would stop doing stuff like this. I don?t really feel like going to Long John Silver?s late at night. Originally we were going to get together early in the afternoon but I remembered I have Scouts and Ashley here until 7. So I let them know and said I?d meet them. Nancy said might be better to come for dessert, which I liked better. Then Cheryl says maybe we can go shopping for computers and Nancy adds on she and Cheryl can do that and then go back to set up Cheryl?s computer. Then they might go and eat?and Long John Silver?s is open until ten. Ten??? I go to bed at ten now! Maybe I can talk them into a diner? Geeeeez?.

I realize I should be getting out and around more and that the reason I?m not is because I am depressed. Sometimes I feel like I?m watching myself acting out a role in a movie or something, that this isn?t real. Some day I?ll wake up and this will be just a long bad dream. On the other hand, I know the reality is that you?re really gone. I have the urn here to prove it. It FINALLY arrived! Anyway, according to a little pamphlet I have, this yearning I have is still a form of denial. I am having a delayed grief reaction. I still refuse to think of life in terms of being without you the rest of my life. It?s too hard to take it and I won?t do it. I guess that?s not helping me any, huh?

February 27, 2002
I have been bad bad bad. I was supposed to go to an interpreting assignment yesterday and today, at a high school ? a play rehearsal. I got to the place yesterday and went inside, unnerved by all the young people. They laughed and I could swear they were laughing at me, the big fat interpreter. I thought about interpreting for this deaf kid and how he?d wince and feel uncomfortable about having a totally uncool interpreter. So I didn?t look too hard or long for the room, just split. I thought someone from the school would call and complain, but apparently they didn?t. Today was a really yucky day. I had a sinus headache and was coughing and gagging stuff up out of my throat. After Kristin got on her bus I went back up to lie down and I was out like a light, for two hours. It was raining, changing to snow and back again and I just thought ah, the hell with this. I don?t even want to get dressed. So I didn?t. I have been in pjs all day. Now is that irresponsible or what? I can?t do this again. My reputation will be destroyed and the kids will freak out. It?s a lousy example to set for them.

Rich, am I depressed or what?

I did manage to write a piece yesterday for a list I belong to. I recounted a childhood memory, not a very pleasant one. I remember my brother and me playing in a mud hole and we got all dirty. My mother was furious. She hit me so hard, I got a bloody nose. The only other clear memory I have is of her carrying me inside and laying me on the kitchen table with my head tilted back. She kept saying she was sorry and begged me not to tell my father. Lovely, huh?

I feel adrift, Rich. Things seem so pointless, meaningless. I?m not enjoying the computer or being online. I feel restless and impatient. I stopped getting mail from all the lists except the rpg (role playing game)s and the writers? list. The rpgs involve a little bit of creative writing but I don?t always feel motivated to participate. I used to be a heavy player. Now I think what?s the point? What a waste of time. I think the same thing about my fanfic now, too. I don?t enjoy it anymore. I just wish I?d come to these realizations when you were still alive. We take so much for granted. It?s so sad. What a waste. And now I?m wasting away more time, responsibility ? I have to pull myself back together.

Love you,
Me

February 26, 2002
Hi Rich,

I was working on a journal prompt today and I put my writing at the center of it. The prompt had to do with being ?stuck? and why it is difficult to RESOLVE to spend time writing instead of procrasting. I decided I would write for an hour, Internet for an hour. What do you think? Think I could swing it? The other thing I thought is: I?ll write FIRST before I allow myself to use the Net. Maybe that would work better, ya think?

I have to go to the High School and meet with Billy?s counselor this morning. We?re talking about his schedule for next year. He really has high ambitions, and has not even scheduled himself a lunch! I tried to talk him out of that idea but he wouldn?t hear of it. He says he?ll be fine. He?s gotten used to eating at 2. Yeah, but he eats TOO much. We all do! :P

February 24, 2002
Hi sweetie,

The last few days I haven?t wanted to stay on the computer very much. I feel as if I am wasting my time. At the same time, I am annoyed with myself for not starting a story, for not studying the medical terms?I?m really being hard on myself. It was a pretty good day today all in all. I cleaned downstairs, vacuumed and felt better with the way the place looked. Kristin?s friend Rachel came over and I took them over to Brady park for about an hour and a half. We walked around the pond (or whatever it is) and I looked at all the Canadian geese, ducks, and the swans. They looked really graceful. It didn?t really occur to me then, but I saw the swans and the geese in pairs. I wonder what the other bird does when its mate dies? Does it grieve forever or does it find a new mate? I don?t even feel like entertaining the thought anymore. No one could measure up to you, dear. The more I read guys? posts the more I realize that. It felt good to exercise. I wonder if the Paxil is helping me to get up and moving around. I?m not sure?I?m still eating way too many cookies. I have such a feeling of unreality about me. You?ve been gone now 9 months and it still seems so hard to believe! I still have this feeling of it happened yesterday, it happened a life time ago. I don?t like it this way, Rich. I miss you so very much.
Love you,
Me