The power of a year

I’ve noticed a bit more napping in the ten days since Jerry’s death.   That’s stress.   I tend to process it in chunks, often by sleeping an extra hour a day.  I’ll know I’m really processing when he starts popping up in my dreams, and we have a few final ding-dong arguments.  Man, those irritated Larry (and I can understand that. They were very often about the same few subjects, topics on which we had differing articles of faith.)

 

It’ll take about a year to fully process.  Most major thing...