Bruno's passing.

On 5/17/2018 one of the best and pure creatures I have met passed from this form of life. He died on a short walk, suddenly and quickly, without warning. I have been in great pain since that day and not a day passes without me looking for him still. I do not know my next move, where the next leg of my journey will lead me. In short, I suppose, I am somewhat lost. I am without direction. I think I will head into the Dine' lands or up North somewhere. We had a good run and I miss him dearly. I now have a greater emptiness than I have known in quite some time. My youngest son graduated high school a week later and leaves for the Army in only eight days. He is more ready than I for him to go. I also want to spend more time with my eldest son, but where to start? Do I rent a place and move with him, if so, to where? I could take him on the road with me, but I fear he would not have as good a time of it as I do. I feel he would do better with a more concrete environment. I do not claim to know what is best for him, but I do wish the best for him. Now, at whatever turn, my journey is a far lonelier one. A trip of less color, less flavor. Far, far emptier than before.