So dang sad that family can become so separated at a time like this, just when he needs them to come together and love and rally for him.
Paul was so happy to see us all coming together, being there for him. I wonder, does it have something to do with the way he lived his life?
Paul was so fiercely honest, hecouldn't keep secrets, really he couldn't. He always loved, in his own way all these people in his life. That love was enduring and it was a thing I loved, honored, and respected about him. Nothing and no one was exiled from his life. Not perfect, to be sure, but a form of loving that was inclusive and out in the light of day.
Paul's last few weeks; with our son Alexander, me, first wife Sachiko and her partner