Seems like it has been much longer--or maybe not that long ago, like it was only yesterday. My sisterwife, ES, passed away one year ago today. Things became much less turbulent after she made the decision to leave. That doesn't mean I don't miss her. I do. The best parts of ES, I truly do miss. It was all the drama and heartache I don't miss.
Hope she is somewhere out there, and that she is at peace--and that she still can laugh from her gut until she has tears running down her face.
Here's to you, ES. Maybe we will meet again, someday.