Monday, January 16, 2012

The saddest day of my life - September 23, 2011

At 1:10 am on Friday, after two weeks in Hospice, on a clear, starry night with a crescent moon, my dear, beloved Glenn passed away. (Actually the clock in the room read closer to 1:00 am, but no matter.)

And so ends the best 16 years of my life - my fairytale life with the most wonderful, caring, generous, wise, interesting person I have ever known. Yes, I know I was extremely fortunate.

The obituary for him is online.

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