It’s 23 months today since Richard died. I’ve been giving a lot of thought to our life together and my new life alone. I wondered if heaven had postmen and Richard could write to me what he would say about his very unexpected departure. I think it would go some thing like this.
Yes, Richard did say that to my brother about three weeks before he died. I often wonder if in our sub-conscious we know when our time is approaching. If Richard did know perhaps he was preparing us for what was to come.
