D and I had planned to move to the country after the kids left for college. We were going to build a castle. I was going to raise two huskies, maybe buy a horse, start a rose garden. I’d have a library filled with all sorts of lovely vintage books. There would be a dressing room with plenty of shoe racks and a huge vanity, with its own bathroom. We would be close to the Katy Trail, and would ride our bikes to the wineries, where we’d buy bottles for the wine cellar. I’m currently mourning the loss of that dream. It would have been so lovely to grow old with him there.