Linda, my wife and high school sweetheart passed away yesterday suddenly from an unexpected stroke or heart attack.  I do not know why i am telling everyone this, but Linda was one very special person--the truly best person that i have ever known in my life.

Linda and i were senior-year prom dates (1965), but shortly after that we went our separate ways, and did not get back together again until the year 2000, when we were both fifty-three years old.  We had twenty-two years together and these years were truly the best of my life.

I I am not looking for sympathy, but for some reason, i believe i have come to like a lot of you who follow my posts from time to time.

Globanomics, the book that i consider the best of all of my works, was dedicated to Linda.  In the dedication I said: "Dedicated to Linda who lets me write this stuff.  Earlier, i had dedicated another one of my books to Linda, and she always supported me regardless of how deranged i got to be.  Linda is probably the only person in the world that has read all of my literary work.

Linda had mixed emotions about my blogging.  She supported it because she knew that it kept my mind working, but she did not like the time (writing or thinking) about blogging.--it was time taken away from her.

Linda was not a needy person, but living with an "extreme introvert" who does better writing than talking, was always hard for her.  Linda and I did not do extraordinary things together, but we shared ourselves together.  I always thought i was a good and decent person, but Linda was better than me in that way.  Linda never ever thoght of herself first.  Never in my life have spent time around someone that truly "lived that way".  It was hard to give Linda anything because she was raised to not think well of herself by her mentally-deficient mother.

I would tell Linda that i had never known anyone like her before--but she would blow that off, and say what a bad person she was and how bad she treated me.  Yes, we had are arguments, but we never had any fights.  We might spend three-hours pouting, but sooner or later one of us would smile at the other and you know what a smile can do for a relationship--especially a meaningful smile..

I think you all might understand why even with the short passage of time, I am asking myself what am i going to do now.

And i think you all might understand that i don't know the answer.  Our home was Linda's and mine, it wasn't meant for just me.  But i am going to stay here a while as i sort through things.  North Carolina is not really home for me (Linda was born in NC), but i just don't have any emotion at this time to move on past Linda.  One thing i do know is this--everything I do the rest of my life is going to be dedicated to the woman i truly loved, my sweetheart, and my wife, Linda.

Everything. 

ps. And Linda hated Donald Trump even more than I do--and i loved her for that, too.