I have a special friend called Jen Smith. She is not imaginary, she does exist.
Our friendship, perhaps eight years long now, has been quite the adventure of books, cake, words, work and life. Jen was the one person that David trusted inside our house toward the end of his illness. They prepared chocolate covered strawberries and fruit salad together. Jen pretended that the care giver we tried to introduce was her new boyfriend!!! David called Jen his laughter lady.
We finally got together today for a long over due coffee and visit to a book store. Jen had found The Ugly Dog Books in Attleboro on line. http://www.uglydogbooks.com/index.htm
It is delightful. A great joy of a place, much like opening a brand new book, where you walk in with eyes widening at new treasures alongside old favorites. The owner, Kim, there in person, has a passion for books, obviously, and includes a writers room and open events for book lovers and writers alike. She has a room dedicated to her father, there is chocolate in the writers room, a stone with the word HOPE carved into it - this is one special store.
David and I loved going to book stores. In fact we often would with Jen.
So of course, today, I think of David and ask him to show me to a book that I should buy.
Immediately I pull out a blue covered book - Skywriting by Jane Pauley. I smile because somewhere in my memory is us looking at this book when it was first published. I open the front cover and find inside a new, unwritten birthday card that says "To My Wife".
There are no words.........and then there are.
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