A funny thing happened today—I had a conversation with Shep. He found the books of patterned paper, and set out on a long project that involved a whole lot of cutting and mess-making. For nearly half and hour he sat at the counter and he cut and talked and there was meaning and a somewhat logical flow.
I can't imagine this would have played out as it did if Neko had been in the room. I love her with all my heart, and the absence of her loud, boisterous, directive personality has left a big gaping hole in our day. But in little ways, I think we'll slowly be able to fill in the gaps, and fill them in ways that make each of us grow.