Retired Clinical Psychologist.

Recently widowed (after 6 years advance warning that fibrosis of his lungs would cause his death).

Now that an oxygen concentrator is not running 24/7 - can listen to music without white noise of the machine which kept my husband alive for 2+ years.

Trying to get the hang of digitizing CDs and streaming music to a MacIntosh Receiver which my dear spouse had me order “to keep you company after I’m gone.” He also wished to die in Springtime “when flowers are blooming and leaves are coming out and that will cheer you up.” He did indeed get his wish!

His dying advice: “Do. Not. Regret. Anything.”

Scroll down from website below to my description of our relationship: “A Lifetime of Conversation.” (In that blog I’ve written down my soul.)