A lot of odd things have happened since Ed has passed away that make me believe that he is still there, watching over me in his own ways. One night after Chris had gone back to New York, it took me four hours to fall asleep. During that time tossing and turning, I noticed a rectangular light right above Ed’s bed where he’d slept. It wouldn’t go away, and I couldn’t figure out where that light was coming from.

Yesterday night, while looking for parking in Newport, we were having the hardest time finding a spot. Then after blocks and blocks of looking, we finally found one – on Edward Street. On the first part of the block, there were multiple basketball courts – Ed loved basketball. On the end of the block was a small cemetery. The coincidence was too odd.

Chris came up with an idea to preserve Ed forever that we’ve already started. Everywhere we travel, whether it’s a short road trip an hour away or across the world, we will take something along that had special meaning to Ed that will represent him to me (I chose his Bart Simpson figurine that he’s had as long as I can remember; Ed loved the Simpsons). During these trips, when we do something that I think Ed might have enjoyed, I will take Bart out and snap a photo of him in the scene. That way, in my heart, Ed will have experienced this great activity/event with us, and will live life and travel through us — through me. He will always be with me. This weekend, we are in Rhode Island exploring Newport and Providence, and Ed (Bart) has already gotten his face smothered in fried clam bellies and stuffed lobster!