Dear WordPress readers,
I’m sending this post both to you and to the many folks that I’ve e-mailed for a long time about Jody.
Yesterday I had a bunch of errands to run – meet with the funeral director, get Jody’s rings cleaned, arrange for a plaked 24×36 version of the beautiful obituary photo, and go to the restaurant to discuss menu and room arrangements. It seems that I needed a little spurt of busyness.
I started driving towards London and began crying. I’m doing that a lot when I’m alone. Somewhere on the highway, Jody talked to me, words that were astonishing:
It’s not just the big beautiful tree on Bostwick
I am all trees, Bruce
I welcome you everywhere
And I cried some more. Trees passed me on the left and on the right. Big ones. Small ones. A few with leaves, others with needles, and many with bare branches. My darling wife was there with me all the way, everywhere I turned.
Words now fail me. It is Jody … bowing to me, kissing me, clapping for me, and smiling. I am so blessed. I love you, my dear. And as our nephew Jagger would say, “until the end of space”.
Last night, when I went to bed, I continued a tradition that is many years old:
I love you
And quietly I knew that these words would flow from me to Jody, in the dark of evening, for the rest of my life. Just so.
I hope that you will allow me to express love for my dearest for a little while yet. Gosh, this is two days in a row. And I’ve let that be okay. I’ll write some more after Jody’s funeral, and then after her Celebration of Life in January. I’ll know when it’s time to bring our e-mail saga to a close. I just checked back. My first e-mail to you was on November 23, 2013. A year of love. And actually, infinitely more than that.
Since Sunday, you’ve written about 275 e-mails to Jody and me. Thank you. I would like to answer them all. It would be good for me, and I hope good for you. It may take me awhile, though!
I’m going to turn all of my messages into a book. It will be called Jodiette: My Lovely Wife. I’ll get going on it in February, I expect, working with the self-publishing aids available through the Blurb website. I don’t want to sell this book. My inner something-or-other tells me that’s not right. I’ll be giving it away to anyone who’d like a copy. May the experiences that Jody and I have shared be a gift to many folks out there in the universe.
Thank you for listening