Thursday 10 pm. 6/18

I went to bed Tues. night and got out of bed Thurs. morning. I swore I heard Bette say “enough of that” and I got up and going. I trimmed the beard. I took out the garbage. I went to the library and read a short story by Raymond Carver. In the past I introduced his writing to Bette and she liked him. A number of years ago I bought a book of his and suggested it as a gift for Bette’s niece Katie, Bette liked the idea.

Today I realized that I missed naming Michael W. in yesterday’s post as a significant person in Bette’s life and one who has been supportive to me.

Michael W. had a relationship with my Uncle Bill, in the seventies, for a number of years. Several years ago I contacted Michael and we been in touch ever since.

Bette and Michael W. have communicated via Facebook and phone. The friendship and love that developed between them is a testament to their respective judge of good character. Bette would click on ‘Like’ to Michael’s numerous posts and Michael would send private messages when he wanted to elaborate on something for Bette. Bette appreciated that.  Michael was Bette’s Shaman. He sent a great deal of positive energy during the past 9 months while Bette was ill. We were hoping to go down to Florida this summer and visit with Michael. It would have been the first time Bette and Michael ever met.

Though I have a strong feeling they have met in a previous life.

Love you all.