My husband Andrew, who began this blog in October 2007, died peacefully on September 3rd 2012, at the age of 83, after long and well-controlled illness culminating in a sudden, brief decline. I'll be posting pieces of his life writing and autobiographical reminiscences to his other blog, The Game of Life. This blog will be used for other material relevant to Andrew, beginning with the wonderful tributes to him which poured in after his death, both by email and on facebook. At some point this blog will become an archive, without further additions.— Rosemary Nissen-Wade

Thursday, 15 August 2013

From the 'tribute' book at Andrew's commemoration, North Tumbulgum, 9 September 2012

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S.E.Ingraham said...

Has it already been a year? I'll bet some days it seems like he died just yesterday and others, a long time past. At least that's been my experience with grief. I still find myself ready at times to call my Dad to tell him some anecdote or little incident before I remember he died -- in 1995; the same with my brother (dead in 2010) and my mother (dead last December)and so it goes.
I love that you've shared the comments from Andrew's commemoration, testaments to the gentle, remarkable man he was, the spirit that lives on. As you say, "the magic of life" -- yours too, dear heart. Thank you for sharing as always, with your exceptional wisdom and generosity.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

And thank you, my dear, for always being so thoughtful and supportive. xx