Last week, Carly faced the loss of her husband and with the help of her best friends and her two big dogs, she began to make a plan and also she had posted a calendar on the wall to keep track of the days. They entered without knocking, footsteps clattered down the hallway where I waited but instead of rushing to set down their casseroles, her friends stopped and stared at the large calendar where she had printed A L D. Cindy said, “What’s A L D, Carly, I don’t understand what those letters stand for and I bet no one else does.” “After Larry Died,” I said and knew my best friends wouldn’t understand because I’m the one to who has to figure it out, make sense of no more Larry. “Don’t stare at me; don’t worry about me because somehow I’ll figure it out. Three pair of eyes fastened on me with a single minded purpose as I absently spooned beef stew on my plate without an appetite. Jana, our beautiful lawyer said,”Carly, we’ve come up with a plan to make widowhood bearable and we want you to listen right now because this will help you move on.” I thanked them all after listening to their ideas but I knew no one really understood; and soon my best friends left me alone to figure out what came next in my sad life but one thing I had to do so up to the bathroom I went and emptied all of Larry’s bottles of various meds plus his shaving cream, razor blades, deodorant, and anything no longer needed and then I pored everything into the big wastebasket and crazy me rushed outside in the cold night, dogs running after me, and on this freezing night I grabbed a shovel and dug a big hole as I cried and cried, the dogs ran around me and huddled when suddenly they ran to the back of our back yard where a shimmer appeared almost taking a form and they played and yipped. When they ran to me panting in joy, I said,” Did you have fun with the big guy and knew the next time he’d be with me.