Every day and always

Every day without her is awful, because she's gone.

But also, every day is amazing, with at least something and often many things to thank her for, because she was here. We were good together. She's the only thing I got mostly right in my life. Sixty-three years I've been around so far, and exactly one-third of that time — 21 years with Stephanie — is just plain happiness we can both look back on and be thankful for. Even death can't take that away.

I will always love that lady.