Five years ago, on the bluest side of this very date, we lost Uyen Hegman.
I lost my best friend, my wife.
I have thought of Uyen every single day since her passing. Sometimes, the sound of laughter brings her back to me. The sun warming my arm might trigger a summer memory. A bluebird alighting on my fence. A young girl grocery shopping with her mother. Snapping a photograph of a sunrise. Walking out the front door. A fishing boat slicing across the lake. Anything might trigger a memory of Uyen.
I have carried on by learning to accept and appreciate these memories in the same way I enjoy wildflowers found along the way. I was lucky for the time we shared. I have a daughter. I learned to be a better person by Uyen’s example.
I have my today thanks to her yesterday.
About a year ago, Uyen returned to my dreams. Only last week I had a dream where she was standing outside our bay window planting something in the earth. She stopped planting long enough to wave at me.
Oh, that smile of hers...