Do you remember when we visited Les Nympheas in Paris and you had that talk with the museum guard about Les sauvages ... the visiting high school students? Well, when I visited the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam, there were lots of kids, but no savages. All of them seemed quite content to listen to their teachers
We talked about visiting Amsterdam before I understand that your brain was dying. I wish we could have seen the Rembrandts together.
I met another widow on tonight's beer tour. She had also been a caregiver. You know I don't have much small talk, so I find out pretty quickly which passengers have relatives with dementia and which are grieving. I guess that's one of my gifts (or curses) to be willing to talk about death and disease.
But I miss our private jokes.
Love,
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