My dear Friends
Your love and support have really sustained me through the fog of my bereaved pain during this last week. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart.
The week before My Darling David died he was in very good form and had enjoyed our wine tasting evening at Ruve and Michaels, several dinners with friends, writing for Egullet and even played 18 holes of golf the day before he died!
He was delighted to have been qualified to join the Fifi History Group. With a promise to do a talk on local food during the war and serve the same dishes for a history Group lunch, he was accepted. He was so looking forward to the History tour on Thursday afternoon and was busy organising his day, when in the middle of writing a food article for Egullet he died. The auto save showed his work was saved at 9:47am. Rupert and I found him looking peaceful and asleep on the sofa.
My one solace is that David did not suffer and left us very quickly.
As I contemplate this last week, our nearest and dearest friends have loved me like their own, each showing it in a different way. Your letters, emails and cards are all around me reminding me how much you care. The sea of faces at the crematorium took my breath away, so many of you were able to celebrate my David's life and will be forever remembered.
Life without David will be tough but in his memory I will continue living my life as best I can. I will remain in France and continue my friendships, work and singing. I will take over David's role of keeping in touch with our very dear international friends.
Sore as I am, I know I am blessed with a blanket of love.
Linda
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