It's the little things...

It's funny the things that remind me of Ian, like a Senakot commercial (if you've known anyone getting chemo you know how important those little pills can become).  Before Ian died we needed to access his laptop and we didn't know the password so we asked him what it was......"constipation"; that's was so Ian.  A lot of the time it's a show he liked or one we would watch together like 30 Rock or Arrested Development or The Good Wife - I could yell 'Good Wife' when it came on and he would come scurrying into the room and we would watch it together.  The first time I went to Costco after he died, it was seeing the Pub Mix on the shelf.  Tonight it was the jar of peanut butter in the cupboard - he liked to eat sliced apples with peanut butter as a late night snack.  I will never look at a lemon without thinking of Ian; he had 'invented' his own simple, special lemonade that we would make up for him - the juice of one lemon, 2 packets of Splenda, water and ice.  He loved to drink that and now it's just referred to as "Ian's lemonade".

You left us with so much Ian.......you just left us too soon.