(preface of today, November 19, 2003: Our Laura passed on July 31, 2002, and it left our hearts very raw and missing her. I still ache for her, and suspect I will always have a Laura shaped hole in my heart. But memories fill it, and this photo is one of them.)

One of my favorite journallers is selecting old entries for his 'best-of' archive sampler. His readers are happy to suggest favorites. I even found our oldest back up CD rom, and hunted among the jewels preserved there.

After finding a few, I then browsed the rest of that disc. I found an old photo of Laura from February 2000. We'd gone to the gem and mineral show at the Tucson Convention Center. I was on the floor below, where all the tables of vendors were laid out in neat paths. Laura was up above, looking through the wall of windows, observing the busy scene below.

And now, when I look at it, it's as though this picture could be metaphor for 'Laura up above, looking at us down below'.