Hobovan Journal, dated 9/29/02
Last night I looked at her picture and cried-- thumbed through my planner and stared at the date: July 9th. I'd written in "Jessica died" and also the names of her children- "Heather" and "Benjamin". The tragedy is more than I can bear-- how will I ever get my heart and mind around it? How will I ever accept it?
The gaps in my memory are troubling... How will I re-construct the life I had with her... the life she had after me?
There are no answers.