How time flies - literally. This is Hadley's watch - the one that he was wearing when he flew out the window to his death. Surprisingly, the watch survived. I have been wearing it ever since until now - replacing batteries, replacing the strap several times, trying to hold on. The watch has been losing time for weeks now. It can no longer be trusted to give me the right time. It is time for me to give it up. I have purchased another one - very similar to keep reminding me of Hadley's watch. But I am moving on.
Hadley has been gone now for 8 years. His son, Jacob, is now 9 years old. I of course continue to miss him as a person. He was rarely easy to be around but I enjoyed the person that he was striving to be in his saner moments. I have spent this anniversary day doing things that remind me of him - I baked bread, I started tomato seeds indoors, I fed the birds, I listened to his music, I am reading a book about philosophy, I will be eating supper with his father, will talk to his brother and sister, and am planning for a visit from his son tomorrow. I posted an essay I wrote about the day he died on his memorial blog. Tomorrow is Earth Day - he would have enjoyed that event. I am sorry that he chose to die but realize his pain must have been beyond what I can comprehend. Oops, my time is up. I will use my own watch now. I am no longer on borrowed time.
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