I would like to turn a corner

I would very much like to leave the sorrow of the first half of this year behind me now, and move on to a period that is, at the very least, uneventful.

Last week, I lost my very dear friend, my confidante, Dean's beloved aunt and godmother, Lori. She was killed as a result of a gas explosion in her home; the resulting fire leveled the place. Her wonderful daughter, our niece Hallie, is getting married at the end of this month -- she's going ahead with the wedding because Lori would have wanted that, and because I think having something, something happy, to keep her occupied is helping in some way to navigate through this grief.

I don't know how common propane tanks are in the rest of the U.S. or elsewhere in the world. For homes built in areas where there are no natural gas pipelines, one can choose to have propane gas tanks to fuel a gas stove, a hot water heater, and sometimes the heating system for a home. We don't have any kind of gas in our home; Ken has always been steadfastly against it.

But it's common in New Hampshire, where Lori lived. PLEASE -- if you or anyone you know has any kind of gas service at home, remember that if you even think you might smell gas just leave immediately (don't touch anything!) and call the fire department. Feel foolish if you must, but be safe. Don't dismiss it, don't wait until tomorrow to have it checked out.

Lori was effusive and generous with her love. She never, ever missed a chance to say, "I love you!" and if you managed to be the one to say it to her first she'd reply, "I love you more!" She was kind, thoughtful, thorough, and brave. She'd been through so very much in her life, and all of it made her stronger. She didn't waste time on regrets or indecision. She never missed a birthday or holiday.

There will never be another like her.