Three months

Today marks the third month since Kristan passed away. I'm surviving, but it's very difficult, as I experience many of what they call STUGs every day. I realize, and I'm so glad, that she is out of her misery, but I'm missing her more than ever.

This picture was taken on New Year's Day 1999. We were driving home from California, after a wonderful holiday visit with our families, and stopped to bring in the New Year with our neighbors Tom and Kay, at their house in Marble. It was the first time we used our (primitive at the time) mobile phone, to arrange a side visit, while traveling a long distance on the highway. We watched our first Satellite TV movie with them, on New Year's Eve. The next morning, we all ventured out into the snow, for a walk around their neighborhood, with their two Scottie dogs. We both would frequently mention over the years, that this was one of our favorite things we did together.