I promise that I will continue to write about Burt’s struggles as I heal from the reeling loss of him.
Heal is the wrong word, so is reel to be honest.
It hurts but it’s not a pain you want to cure.
It will dull on its own and I will feel that relief. In time, I will rejoice at my good fortune of just knowing Burt and keeping him as long as I did.
As I rejoice that Burt was in my life, I will be able to chronicle that life, our life.
I’ll have memories of my good fortune. I promise that I will share my good fortune with you.
this is our life 