I wonder what can I pass we say to do just the way you lived with your life and life you've changed. I began several ago on the small chalk board sitting in our kitchen. A tradition that has carried on every night but at the end of each day I have picked up the chalk and I try to express the many things she means to me. Sometimes just the brief line, sometimes the short story, but always just the over flow from a grateful heart. Any other traditions months and years relinquish nights. I have never been the shortage of ways to reflect the light, to broaden my life. And now, how ironic these too short moments I need to capture the words the saying I saw, deeply appreciating you. Maybe I can say to you the simple way. Not long ago we ran the road and I looked down from the hotel room window from the top floor of very tall high rise. I can see the roof tops of the old and beautiful cathedral. They were standing with their curved stone and marble all done so perfectly. I cannot believe the work of art we've seen that I wonder how many years it takes them to create this and what drove them to be this committed.