And then there's his watch. I've had it ever since his personal effects were handed over to me on February 26, 2017. I placed it on my dresser where it's been laying just like this for months. I take a quick glance at it a few times a day to see if it's still ticking. I don't know what I will do when the day comes and I discover it has stopped.
Until then, I cherish those times, lying in bed when all is quiet late at night or in the early morning, and my ears capture the faint ticking of his watch; it comforts me...the watch 'my one and only' wore on his wrist. I never want the ticking to stop.