Memorial to Karen Earle.

One year today, August 10th 2012

To my Ka Ka, the love of my life, It seems like yesterday I was holding your hand and cherishing its warmth. I miss you every day, more than words can express. I miss your voice; the smell of your hair; your reassuring smile; your infectious laughter; your tender touch; your adorable mannerisms and the routine with which we began and ended each day. I miss all your little noises and sayings. I miss our coffee-talk, traveling together; watching the sun rise and set; seeing you enjoy your beautiful garden. I miss the simple pleasures like our walks up moose hill; enjoying a meal together; seeing a movie; or just holding hands. I miss looking forward to the holidays. I miss our kids having their incredible amazing mother in their lives. Our eyes miss your face. I miss you sweetheart. I will always adore you and love you with all my heart and soul. You are and will forever be my love, my life, my wife. Karen would have celebrated her 50th birthday December 2nd, 2011. I wrote the following to her on one of the many Mother's days we celebrated and the words still ring true for me today - Happy birthday my Love. I miss you so so much. To Karen, my Domestic Goddess You define the beginning and ending of my each and every day You are my Sunrise that warmly awakens and greets me each morning. You are my Sunset that welcomes me home and casts a radiant glow upon all that you oversee. In-between you are my compass that provides me perspective and saves me from drifting aimlessly in the oft-turbulent sea of fear. You are the Mother of our children and the Woman of my dreams You bring life to and beautify our home. Your garden each year expresses its gratitude for your love and care by its display of vibrant growth and color and fragrance - a living testimony to your talented green thumb. Like your garden in full bloom, your children are a testimony to your unselfish and tireless love and support. Their goodness and healthy growth are the ultimate confirmation that you are also a green-thumb-MOM. You are one special Mother - a caregiver extraordinaire and the prettiest, most wonderful flower in the garden of my life.