My dear Lisa, it doesn't seem a year, and yet it seems longer. Your love for Willy is so blatant; I know he's happily waiting for you at the Bridge. "Don't fret, Mom; I'm happy - and can't wait 'til you get here to share my happiness!" (Well, Willy, your mom's friends are willing to wait a while. )

Your memories of him made me smile and cry at the same time; separation is always so hard - I know. I like to think that your Willy and my Willie (maybe there's a "Willy/Willie Club"!) are playing together, friends because we are. Merlin's there, too, of course, and your beloved Kuhio.

The pain eases, but the scars are always there, aren't they? You're not alone; we all know the pain of memories. May those memories bring a cleansing of pain.

Love,
Sharon