Yesterday, I was sent this photo:
The subject line just said "Stone" and I opened it without thinking, and there it was. I knew it was coming--after all, I had chosen the stone and seen a proof of what it would look like back in January. I knew it would take some time to make, and wouldn't be placed until Spring, after the ground thawed. Still--it was unexpected, and I probably shouldn't have opened the email at work.
But, it's beautiful. And I'm at peace knowing that this is what Greg wanted. And as several friends have told me, it's such a testament to our love. It's just so surreal and sobering thinking that his body is buried underneath there.
Someday I'll travel out to Iowa to see it in person.
Spring has arrived in New York. The weather has been absolutely gorgeous. I've been going on runs and long walks. Surrounding myself with friends and family. I've been apartment hunting (looking to potentially buy a place). I've been traveling for pleasure (Sedona and the Grand Canyon) and for work (the Bologna Book Fair in Italy). My life is good. But, of course, I miss Greg every day.
4 comments:
It is absolutely beautiful. Sending you many hugs.
Dear dear Alvina,
Thank you for sharing these most personal thoughts. No words can make this experience of mourning easier. Our hearts are heavy with your loss, yet experience joy getting to know Greg through your writings.
Lisa
Alvina, my heart ached for you when I read your original post about Greg back in December. I may have said it then (can't remember), but I'll say it now: your strength and attitude through all of this is inspirational and admirable. The depth and genuine nature of the love you had for each other has been apparent throughout, and I can only imagine what it was like for both of you having to go through this. I'm sure he would be happy you are still living your life in the way that you do :)
Way, way, way too young, too early, too loved. But it's a beautiful sentiment. He must've thought the world of you.
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