Hey Doll Face!

It's that time again. It comes too soon. The Dojo will be resting for a bit. 

It is well and truly hard to believe it has been eight years now since I lost my beloved wife and partner Lizzie on this day. She was the woman I've spent most of my lifetime with, and the woman who was the caring and doting mother of our two delightful, lovely and admirable daughters. I lost her so much more sooner than I expected, more quickly than seemed possible. But now all these years later, the wounds have begun to close over slightly. Nonetheless I will never forget of the woman I loved, and the woman I still love. 

My wife is no longer here for me to talk to and to laugh with and to take care of. And she's no longer here to help take care of me as I become more and more an old, old man. I step into the twilight, the unknown without her wisdom and guidance and support. More and more I think of her beautiful blonde hair and how it felt when I held it in my hand. It's a cherished memory. 

Be well my friends and cherish the ones you have -- they are not yours to keep for all time. The Dojo will take a short hiatus. See you next week. Be well. 

Dean