Yes, we are all still alive... thanks to all who have been checking in on us. The work of finding a place to live and then actually going through all of our 13 years worth of things has been incredibly draining. Even Bogart does not insist on walking outside for things other than are absolutely necessary. I know he understands that I am very busy, and very sad, and he is as well.
Even simple things like what to do with the contents of Klaus' underwear drawer were heart-wrenching. Wading through so many years' worth of things - some sentimental, some functional, some very what-were-we-thinking? - has kicked me hard in the stomach. Finding a place to live took a LOT out of me (and Bogart, he was absolutely essential in persuading my next landlord to take us). Packing is always stressful, but when you are packing, taking things away to Goodwill, selling things on Craiglist, and still trying to figure out what to keep and why... well, I haven't had much time or energy to do much else.
Every once in awhile I find something that makes me start crying uncontrollably and then an hour or so is lost. Today's time-waster was finding Klaus' cologne. One whiff made me into a sobbing puddle.
It has been only a little more than a month since Klaus entered the hospital and our lives have changed immeasurably - sometimes time speeds along, other times it is slower than molasses.
We plan to move this Sunday. I have splurged and hired movers. I am so incredibly happy with that idea.
Lulu & Bogart