Sharing Mike's last day...

In some cosmic serendipitous way, Mike's dad was coming for a visit the day after I re-lived Mike's last day. This was new territory for the both of us. There were no projects to complete. There would be no news and science programs to watch. No errands to run. No Mike to sit with in the morning sun on the back patio.

We shared our experience of Mike's last day. As I expected we both had different experiences. There were at least 20 people in the room that day. We all shared the same space and were wittiness to the same event - but that is where our journeys diverged.

I know, no matter what you said or did - if it was your truth at the time - it was the right thing. For a time, I was concerned about my last words to Mike. I played with doubts in my head - maybe I should have been more...

Now, I can honestly say that Mike was expecting nothing more than your truth, whether or not you could speak it aloud, it was enough.