Day 13: Talents. I have been a lifelong actor. I have been encouraged all my life (thanks Mom) to get into voiceover work. Finally, lost February, I had spoken about doing audiobooks one time too many to Dan. “Why don’t you just fucking do it, then?” “What?” “Just do it. What are you waiting for.” “I don’t have the equipment.” “Fuck the equipment. Build up that stuff later, just do it!” So I auditioned. I was offered my first three books all in one day. It happened to be our anniversary. Dan was so proud of me for all of my hard work, and bragged about me to anyone who would listen. I had been working on a book before Dan got sick. I was planning on editing the finished project while he was at UCLA. I was far too emotionally scattered to work. I just wanted my Dan healthy, I couldn’t think of anything else. Then he died. And this project stayed by the wayside almost completely until last week. Lots of coffee, and some sheer power of will, I finally completed the project last night. I was so proud of myself. I could feel Dan so proud of me, back at the work he loved me doing, and knew I loved doing. And I cried. And cried. And took this picture, and cried some more. It shows strength and fragility, love and loss all at one time. I don’t know how I’m making it through. But I am. Slowly, surely, one day, one step at a time. #widowshelpingwidows #hopeforwidows #capturingwidowhood










