Ah, those precious moments of recollection where I recreate, in my mind’s eye, Haley’s interactions – with me, those relayed to me by others, and those I was privileged to witness. With the painful realization that no new memories will ever come about after someone you love has died, going backwards is the only way to spend time with them, see them move, hear them speak, watch them live. And while those memories initially bring up feelings of sorrow, severed detachment and anguish, the joy in those times slowly surfaces. For me, my first subconscious times of reverie occurred when I wrote notes of gratitude to the many people who had cared for Haley and those who had chosen to spend time with her. Those recollections created a practice of gratitude that allowed me to cope with my grief.
In writing happy faces only, I spent time reliving her life and recording much of what I recalled. As a result, I wrote many stories, that although not integral to the story I was sharing, provide more insights into who she was and interesting encounters she had with others. A few of those additional memories are here, and more will be added regularly. I invite you to explore and get to know more about Haley.