I can hardly believe it, but it's true, half the year has passed and here you are, over 3 months old and weighing over 14 lb! Soon I'll be heading out to California with you in tow to show you off to all of those who haven't seen you yet. Last week we took you to a lake, where I went swimming for the first time since last summer. I set up a little canopy for you to keep you out of the hot sun. There'll be more trips like that in store for you, and some day in the not-too-distant future, I hope you learn how to swim real good.…
Tuesday, June 30, 2026
Though I'm not caught in unbelief, I acknowledge that it's been a half year since your passing. Soon Aunt Carmen will be heading out to California to stay with us for a few days and bond some more. I suppose that is the upside to a loss: you ultimately draw closer to the elements that remain.
Swimming is not as common now that you and Dad no longer have the house in Rio Vista. I'm pretty sure we won't make a beach visit of any kind until maybe December when we have tentative plans to visit Santa Monica and commemorate the occasion by spreading your ashes. Even now that feels like a long time off in the future, but I know it will be here sooner than we might be ready for. In the meantime, I try to make good use of every day that comes.
My mom died on January 7, 2026. She was 70 years old. It was both her time and not her time.
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