Vaiva died 10 years ago today. I remember it like it was yesterday.
I wonder why the worst moments in life remain so vivid. Some of the best moments are also clear, but there are long stretches of my history that have gone blank.
I am in Vilnius to commemorate the sad occasion. This morning Aras and I visited Vaiva's grave in Antakalnis. We took an Uber to get there. When I entered the car, on the radio Eric Clapton was singing "Tears in Heaven."
You can't make this stuff up.
Tomorrow we will attend a commemoration by Vaiva's colleagues at the education ministry. Saturday we will have a pot luck luncheon at the house for the relatives.
Aras has a private lesson at the moment, when he is finished I'll post a photo.
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