No thanks to me and the dozen or so changes I made the last five months, my very patient headstone maker will finally set my late husband’s headstone this morning.
Made of Jasper quartzite, which is native to the area of Minnesota where we used to live, I love the sharp edges and the uneven front of the stone. There will never be another one like it, just like him and just like our relationship.
Our daughter and I were going to have a dedication this afternoon, but I postponed it due to covid concerns. I created a memorial website for friends and family to visit instead. I also included an excerpt from the memoir I’ve been working on the last few years. The title will change and so will some of the wording during subsequent edits, but you’ll get the gist of it anyway.
Between creating the headstone, writing the book, my dad’s death, covid, and the general craziness in the U.S. and in the world, it’s been a helluva year, but it feels good to share Bruce this way.
I hope you’re taking care of yourself, too. I’ll be back with a regular blog in the next few days.