I went to Somerville, Texas to the Oaklawn Cemetery and paid my respects to Dirk. But I didn't just stand there and reflect. I sat down and played some George Strait music. I smiled and remembered how we danced all night the first day I met him. I left him a note..."....I will see you again and dance with you again....". I left a cross and a pin. I cried and I talk to him for a while. I was having a hard time leaving feeling any peace at all. When I got back in my car, I realized I had forgotten to put the candles out on his grave. I had a glass jar with several little tea light candles, a lighter and foil to cover it up and leave there. So, I got back out of my car and placed the jar down and lit a candle. I felt some peace finally after about 2 hours of sitting there. I hope that his friends and family who come to visit will see the jar, open it and light a candle while they are there. I knew I had to let go and get back to my life. I knew he wouldn't want me to sit and be idle. He would want me to live with intension. I laughed at a moment I remembered with him and shared it outloud. I felt like he was just sitting there right with me and saying...."Yep, I remember that day...that was crazy. Thank you for coming to see me." Which reminds me of a song that Edwin McCain sings..."Ghosts of Jackson Square". It is a song sung from the point of view of the people buried there....singing '....because of part of you in me died.." "We wish ourselves beautiful...we cry in the night...it's not the love you fear, but the fall from the heights....personal ledges...afraid to look down...my crape paper bridges....and no water to drown....so don't leave me, but I know you're justified....so don't leave me, because a part of you in me died..." "And I see the lonely souls searching." Bye for now.