…for all your comments and sympathy on the death of my beloved Di, in both personal emails and in the comments section here and over at the Liquid Diet site. I wish I could reply individually to each one, but that would leave me an emotional wreck. My obligations and involvement in Philly Beer Week has, thankfully, kept me so busy that I have the advantage of dealing with a lot of the aftermath subconsciously and coming to grips with the reality.
I still look down whenever I get up from my chair or couch to make sure I’m not going to step on her, though, and have not yet gone into the bedroom without glancing over to where her bed used to be so see if she’s sleeping there.
That will pass with time, but, for a while at least, Di still lives here with me.