Monday

My mind still plays tricks on me when I pick up my cell phone to call you. Like a lot of your friends Polly, I can't seem to bring myself to erase your name and number from my phone. So many calls we've made to one another for advice. So many texts to meet each other out somewhere. I dug my old phone out af a box the other day and found a text on there from you that wanted me to come down to see you at one of your comeday improv shows in L.A.(which I did) and you were amazing as usual. The star of the show as you stole the most applause from the audience when the MC introduced you. In some odd way, reading your text made it seem like you were still down in L.A. doing your thing. I know you must be watching over us. I can feel you when I have these overwhelming Polly moments. A leaf will blow when there isn't a breeze, a feeling of your presence when I'm out on a hike, a memory that makes me smile or laugh to myself. I wanted to write just to say I was thinking about you.
I wanted to write to say I was thinking about all of your friends, (even the ones I've never met) and wondering how they were all doing. I wanted to say I think about Heidi, Chris, Steph, the unborn baby, Mary Beth and Lew, Lindsay, April and Frank every night when I pray. This bond we all have because of you.

Polly and Frank had made an awesome DVD and sent it to us after we got back from our trip to Breckenridge in Feb. of 2006. It was such a special surprise and set to the song ''Under Pressure" by David Bowie. The kids and I have watched it several times and I have tried to download it here without success. If you've ever had that perfect trip or vacation - this was ours. Chris and I agree that it was almost magical in terms of our feelings of happiness and love in being together. I have a special recollection of one afternoon prying Polly away from Frank for a little girl time. We went down a few of our favorite runs - Polly leading the way as she was the map-reader, and then of course it was time for a break. We went to the lodge where we warmed up with some Irish coffees and girl-talk. This was our first time alone and we totally lost ourselves in conversation. I remember looking at her and having the warmest feelings for such a beautiful human being who was not only my blood, but the best friend I've ever had and will ever know.

A New Year

I don't know what to say Polly.

Happy New Year seems silly. Merry Christmas...? Just as dumb.

Steph and I found out on Christmas that we are having a baby girl, due just before your birthday - May 4th.

We are going to name her Polly Jean.

Never will I stop loving you.