Remembrance

This is the 5th anniversary of the death of my ex-lover Stephanie. She would have been 35. I still think of her all the time; not a week goes by that I don't have a memory of her, and sometimes a fantasy involving her. I recently got in touch again with one of her former friends and co-workers, who wrote, "That girl is still so alive in the memories of all of us who loved her so fiercely, and i still have the blue fun fur coat (speaking of fierce)!"