Bittersweet

Well, I'm done with the work at the apartment.  Now I'm working out the logistics.  After the initial shock of the mess and some aspects of her "hidden" life, I'm returning to my memories of her, of the lives she's touched & the memories she's made.  My second cousin, who is in a band on the west coast, is dedicating tonight's show to her. 
Somehow, the beauty of the city she lived in & loved calls out to me & comforts me.  I'm glad to have had a part of that.