Eight Months

by Mac

I was just looking through correspondence that April and I had in the last year before she passed.  Nothing significant; we wrote about groceries, trips to the doctor, trips to see friends, parties that April wanted to have over the summer.

It’s so easy to feel like April is just right around the corner, in the other room.  Even now, 8 months after she passed, it still feels that way.  And when I read her words, it makes that sensation even more real to me.

Here are some pics of the yard – almost everything that’s beautiful and colorful is there compliments of dear April.

As you can see, my yard has turned out beautifully this year – the best it’s been since April and I bought the house in 2003.  She really would have loved and enjoyed it; I like to think that she’s in and around the flowers and blooms, spring leaves and shoots – enjoying it all, and soaking it in.

I hope that your spring has been rejuvenating, full of new life and new joys. My love to all,

Mac

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1 Karla Pitzen April 25, 2010 at 9:42 pm

Mac,
When I read this, I tried to remember what you two were going through a year ago. I looked at my wall calendar to jog my memory. In giant letters, it of course said APRIL.
Karla

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2 Karla Pitzen April 25, 2010 at 9:44 pm

I should say, I tried to remember the specifics of what you were going through at that time.

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3 Mac Bartine April 25, 2010 at 10:15 pm

This time a year ago, April was still working full time – actually, she worked full time right up to the last time she went into the hospital. We were planning a 40th birthday party for me in May, and April’s 35th in June. Seems like a lifetime ago.

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4 Karla Pitzen April 26, 2010 at 8:15 am

I just got the strangest feeling after reading how you felt she was there, and then her name being right there in giant letters.

I’m sure it does seem like everything has changed since then.

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5 Mom August 20, 2010 at 6:06 pm

Dearest Mac,

A year seems a lifetime ago, but April lives on in all of us, in the beautiful garden she dreamed of, in memories of the meticulous plans she helped make for our family gatherings, her insightful commentary on our lives and world, her love and understanding of all things alive, in the friends she cherished, her courage. She left us too soon, but we will never forget. Thank you for sharing her with us. We will never forget.

Love, Mom
On the anniversary of April’s passing

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