The emails roll in from my groupies, who now live on what seems like the other end of the earth. Believe it or not, that time of year is rapidly approaching. Another year of survival and…more change. The aftershocks have lessoned but still come for me and my widow friends.
As if to reach out and hold each other’s hands, our email exchange is one of hope and acknowledgement. One at a time, each one describes to the others the latest struggles and successes. And although each are a little different, we understand each other.
Their emails have also stimulated much introspection.