Woke up to rain, which gave way to a lovely sunrise and a trip to the top of Kaloko road. It is maybe 6,000 ft. Nice and cool. Then breakfast at Denny’s – 940 calories. And, a nice walk to help counter the Denny’s breakfast.
Then, I was sort of overwhelmed. Six weeks ago today, Carlton was alive. Six weeks ago tomorrow, Carlton was dead. I’ll never see him again. He’ll never tease me about falling asleep in my chair in the living room again. Or bug me to turn off the lights. Or read me my horoscope in the morning while he drank coffee. Or ask me to cut his hair. Or just talk to me. He was my whole life. Especially, the last 2 years.
But, If he were here… Carlton would say: “Do you have a safe place to sleep tonight? Did you have enough to eat today? Is your health OK? Well, then you are better off than half the people on the planet. So, get it together. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.” I am trying, honest.
But, when I look thru the viewfinder – I forget everything. Carlton said that tennis did that for him. Tennis lasts longer than peeking thru a viewfinder.
Peg,
So many beautiful photos. Such wonderful and powerful writings for the type of relationship most of us can only wish for. Carlton was a very special man who touched many hearts. Your sharing the process you are working through is beautiful and helps to keep a meaningful embrace with that remarkable person of yours. Thank you.
Bill