So last night, as I'm reading with Lauren, the phone rings and it's Patty. She has mixed up the date of a cocktail party she was to attend, and now she has found herself all dressed up with a babysitter at home and nowhere to go. Since I haven't seen Patty in a blue moon, I quickly rally and meet her for a drink at our old stomping ground, Mercury Grill. We used to go there after every board meeting, to have a cocktail and a delicious nosh, talk about what went down in the meeting, and decide what to do next. It was our thing.
So we met, got caught up, and shared our favorite dishes. The one year anniversary of Bill's death is coming up in a week -- I told her last night that I can't believe it passed so quickly, and yet seems like a lifetime ago. She's being strong, but also emotional -- and she seems to be bracing herself for what this anniversary will mean to her and her family.
There were many tears last night. And my heart ached for her. It's a reminder that her loss is a permanent one. Time doesn't lessen the blunt force of it.
BTW, it should be noted that this picture was taken on the happier occasion of my birthday. But doesn't she look beautiful?
So we met, got caught up, and shared our favorite dishes. The one year anniversary of Bill's death is coming up in a week -- I told her last night that I can't believe it passed so quickly, and yet seems like a lifetime ago. She's being strong, but also emotional -- and she seems to be bracing herself for what this anniversary will mean to her and her family.
There were many tears last night. And my heart ached for her. It's a reminder that her loss is a permanent one. Time doesn't lessen the blunt force of it.
BTW, it should be noted that this picture was taken on the happier occasion of my birthday. But doesn't she look beautiful?
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