Love that Nitty Gritty Dirt Band tune. I might just learn it.

I am so sorry you miss Lori more and more each day. This, in a way, keeps her alive though. I think that's what memory is - time travel and the keeping of the "dead" (although as the angel said to Mellon, there is no such thing as death) embodied in the here and now.

If anyone said you never complained at your funeral, I would break out laughing! Not that you complain, you don't, not too much anyway. But because they think of you as a complainer! And you are not going anywhere soon. I just know it.

I just finished your email, so I could skim half of this! A fascinating account of death, especially the bit about heaven being boring.

Hopefully will get back here to say more. xo

_{Which image is by @wales? I think somebody copy and pasted a bit at the end there...}