"No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide."
The Last Road Trip - Part 11
It's natural, according to The Master Baiter, to feel anger when a family member or friend commits suicide.
Intellectually, I understand making that choice in the face of a terminal cancer diagnosis, but intellectualizing doesn't make it any easier, emotionally, to believe it was a better solution than picking up the phone.
Ultimately, the easy path for those of us left behind is to say would've, could've, should've and if. Nobody else has stood in that person's shoes and what we have to do, regardless of the difficulty, is appreciate and celebrate what we shared while the person was alive.
It's been good to spend a few days in Sedona. While it's disappointing that we didn't find a spot to spread Al's ashes it was spiritually enriching.
Since we left Colorado we've seriously considered the cathedral of the redwoods, in Humboldt County, and a few spots along the Pacific Coast as places that would be appropriate to spread Al's ashes.
This morning, instead of returning to Grand Junction, Colorado we've decided to venture on to The Grand Canyon.