It has been exactly two weeks since Basty’s passing (almost to the hour). On that day, the sun came out for that and the next week. And again, today, the sun has returned after several days of cold and rain. This morning, I walked along the Nicomekl (River on one side, Golf Course on the other); another place we frequented. I could feel the tears well up, but subside before flowing.
I awoke to a sound early this morning; my first thought was ‘Basty wants out’; then remembering that was not possible. I truly miss Basty. I expect his warm memory will be with me for a very long time; as with Dodo, there are many things that will remind me of his presence. And I am good with that.