I want to write about my memories and stories of W, but I can't gear myself up to do that yet.
Last night, we went to an Irish pub and heard the Corsairs sing. They were nice enough to sing Sailor's Prayer at our request. (We had played this song at W's funeral). Somehow, B and I managed to hear it without crying. They were a great group and we had a good time.
Today is Father's Day. We gave B a present earlier so that this day would not be quite so hard. He has decided he wants to start attending church. He has not wanted to be a part of a church in over 20 years. The youth choir is performing Godspell today, and I hope he does not get too upset.