Monday, May 15, 2006
Two years on
Trying to impress, he took me to Castaways for dinner (it was a great meal) that first evening and then we talked into the wee small hours of the morning. I felt as if I was home at last, being with him.
I still miss him more than words can say. Yesterday it was six months since he died. I would not trade the 18 months I had with George for anything, and I would give up everything I own if I could have him back for just five minutes.
Meeting George made me a better person.
¶ 12:23 pm 
It's two years to the day that George and I first met in person, so I've had a few tears today and also lots of warm memories, looking through all the photos of my trips to Ohio. I'll never forget the first time I met him, at the airport in Columbus, I was nervous but I knew as soon as I looked into his eyes and he smiled at me that everything would be just fine.
I still miss him more than words can say. Yesterday it was six months since he died. I would not trade the 18 months I had with George for anything, and I would give up everything I own if I could have him back for just five minutes.
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i know George has got to be whoopin' it up, happy up there in heaven since your tests came back benign today!!!
:-) liz
:-) liz
I would love to see you write more...leave some of your wit and humor here as well. Laughter is after all the child of pain. I don't talk about George with you because I did not know him well. I knew enough to know he was one of the Good Ones.
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