Here's this week's column. I was honestly surprised when I looked at the picture on my desk and realized it made me happy instead of sad. The thing of it is (that's an expression my friend Marilyn always used--"the thing of it is"--I can still hear her say it in that fabulous husky smokers' voice she had) that the old cliche about time healing wounds is true.
I will never not miss Becky, and there are still times when the yearning to hear her voice is so fierce it hurts. But I am grateful for this place now where I (mostly) remember how she lived.