One year ago today.
We lost Sheri at 12:20 am, Tuesday, August 28th, 2012.
I started to take on aspects of her outlook and attitude from the moment I met her. Those very real parts of Sheri, and other elements of her personality and affect that I’m not even fully aware of, will continue to live in and through me until the day I die.
Bernadette and I were with her on Saturday, my birthday, and Sheri was comfortable and serene. She commented that I’d lost weight. I have and so I showed her; walking away from her bed and turning around. “Wow,” she said, almost just mouthing the word.
I came back to her side and trying to be as cheerful as I could told her that I was getting a lot of looks from the young ladies. She muttered something unintelligible.
So I got real close, put my ear just inches away from her lips, and…
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