My post on Wednesday opened up with the last conversation I had with Gary.
As I was copying it out of my Google chat, I had the nagging feeling like something was missing. The chat was too short, there were snippets of the conversation that I remembered but didn’t see.
Was I making up memories of this last conversation? Maybe it was by text or phone… I went tearing through my texts and emails and phone records, looking for the elusive conversation.
I was starting to think that maybe I was so far gone in grief that my own brain was starting to betray me.
And then the missing lines suddenly turned up in my gchat records. I have no idea how or why they were hiding.
So here is the entirety of our conversation from March 6th: Continue reading