Thoughts on our life together, including Patricia Bow's poetry, and excerpts from her writings and her diaries. Patricia and I were lucky enough to discover that quiet, intense love that is basic to life itself; this tells of that love and our 48 year marriage. And it is about how this love continues after her death. I am now aware of my wife Patricia's presence touching my mind and soul for a couple of weeks now. It is as if we are made whole again. Maybe we never separated. Pat is definitely in my soul almost as if we are sharing one mind. When I'm not using my mind fully (as when I first wake or when I'm falling asleep), I seem to see what Pat is seeing - what she is writing. It is so clear that often I can read it. Those who know Pat, know that writing was all she wanted to do; it was her compulsion. Her idea of Heaven would be a place where she could write without interruption. I feel she is happy now beyond measure writing in our place in Heaven.