Two Lucky

Four months 

Since I started this blog, I have gained an incredible amount of support from readers all over the world. I don’t know how I will ever thank all of you for checking in and writing the wonderful letters that you send. This blog was born out of love, and continues to be sustained by love. I dedicate all that I write on here to Rusty. Your comments, your thoughts, share that dedication. I believe that wherever Rusty is right now, he continues to see, to read, to love.

Since Rusty died, a couple of publishers have expressed interest in helping me develop this blog into a book. I’ve put aside the idea for a while, because it was something that I didn’t feel ready to commit to. I did try. I started by editing some of my earlier entries, adding in details and depth where I felt I skimmed, or failed to develop an idea fully.

It was a disaster. Rusty had been dead for only two months. I could barely look at the screen.

Two months later, I’ve started working on a foreword for my book. There are so many memories to go through. We have thousands of e-mails, letters, cards we wrote to each other. I will try. I don’t know when I will finish this book, but it will be my anchor to all that I feel right now. Since I started writing, I have thought of little else. If I am not writing as often on here, know that I am writing elsewhere, in a manuscript I hope to get published some day.