Every day I notice things that remind me of Todd as I am holding his memory close to my heart. I saw a couple walking hand in hand and remember with fondness that is how we strolled into the grocery store or up our lane to get the mail, hand in hand. In the bathroom, his whisker remnants are still stuck in the mirror tracks of the cabinet above the sink. His workbench in the garage is full of handwritten notes of plans and ideas. Will has his phone and Todd's voice was still the greeting until the other day - that was a little bit unnerving when I called and heard his voice. When at the Credit Union yesterday, I saw someone who did not know of his passing. Before he could ask about Todd, I told him. I didn't want him to ask me how Todd was doing! I know it will get better, I have faith that your prayers are still keeping me strong. I have been preparing for this living alone since we heard the news so many months ago.
I went out with friends to listen to the Max Schang band; Max, Raeman Hanna and Steve McMurray at the "brew pub" in Slippery Rock. Darlene, Carolyn and I had a good time with front row seats. I did not see anyone I knew - it felt weird to be out in a crowd without Todd. He always was making life fun with his jokes and quick witted comebacks. You are greatly missed, Mr. Todd!!
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