Uncharted Waters

I have been meaning to do this for a long while...but I have instead saved and strewn many tidbits of papers, post its, Word writings, scribbles and notes to myself simply all over my world. It will take me months to gather them all up and put them in order. Until then, here is the place I am committing to place all new thoughts. If and when I come across all of the older ones, they will join the others here. Someday soon I will have The Book.

The Book-let me explain. I have been writing TB since 1984. Along the way I decided there were several books. Some full of short stories, some vignettes and some journaling of the incredible journey I have been on-all non fiction. People have told me I should label my book as fiction since one would find it hard to read believing it is all true, but it is. 

Then, as many of you know, Patrick died. The notes and writings on all of our grief has became a journey of it's own as I listen to so many tell me their feelings as they also struggle through his leaving. Then when I gathered all his journals together I saw a bigger book. I encourage you who knew him to send me stories and laughter and encouraging words he gave you also. His book has become The Book.

His yearning was to be remembered. We must remember him. We must continue to share his dreams and encouragement and laughter....because saints cannot be buried.