This is a placeholder for the first entry.
I’m not entirely sure yet what this space will become.
Maybe it will be a place to tell stories about Suzzaynne. Maybe it will be a place to write about love, grief, memory, death, and whatever comes after. Maybe it will simply be somewhere I can put the things I still want to say to her—and the things I’m discovering because she was here.
Suzzaynne and I spent 26 years together. That is a lot of life. A lot of ordinary Tuesdays. A lot of laughter, arguments, plans, disappointments, inside jokes, trips, dinners, illnesses, mornings, animals, children, changes, and love.
She died on May 16, 2026.
But I don’t believe that means her story ended that morning.
So this is where I’ll begin.
More soon.
— Dale