I turned 40. Like previous years, my birthday crept up on me and passed without much to do.

A dear friend and companion, whom I spent a great deal of time with me, passed away.
…Jazz my little companion was loved, and will be missed.
I only thought about this afterwards ...but it was as if my long time companion left room for my LIFE LONG companion.
Mostly because of a lack of preparation (more or less on my part) ...the celebration was reserved to a very small group and to the confines of a regular (sparsely populated) hangout, The Warehouse.

Chad Montgomery and Sandra Eugenio became husband and wife on March.28, 2008. It was at first going to be a small civil service (our witnesses and marriage commissioner) at the international arrivals area where I had first physically met Sandra.

But it just so happened my sister was in town with her daughters, my brother was able to make it… and my parents (living in BC now) flew in (WTF?). Inviting along with them long time friends of their's, some of whom hadn't seen me (in some cases) since I was 14!

I never considered marriage important (the ceremony and all that). It's the day to day, living with the same person for the rest your life, that's the foundation of this ridiculous institution. Well, not so ridiculous any more, eh?

Vowing to stay together ment Sandra has to go through the applying and the arduous waiting for Permanent Residence. It's been difficult for Sandra, no question - having been a busybody most of her nearly 8 years in London, England. Now here, she's living practically like a shut-in (only having MY income to rely on) and not knowing all that much about Calgary… or Canada for that matter.

If all this isn't a test for us - for her, I don't know what is!

At the end of April 2009, we should know how well we did with filling in all those forms.

So much has happened this year, I barely know where to start...
Sandra & Jazz
At Nellie's
Wedding Photos
Chad's Vlog 25
Chad's Vlog 26
Memorial
Chad's Vlog 17
Hilarious
Special Comicstrip
First Stampede 2008
I'll keep her memorial on my site, not just for me, but for all…
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It's ironic how it only hit me AFTER she was gone, just how much time. Over the years, she was there absolutely every time I came home - if not waiting for me, then soon after I came in.

I tried dealing with her death quickly - thinking if I did it the same way one deals with breaking up with someone. You know, getting rid of or putting away reminders of that someone.

But unfortunately it continued to bubble up from time to time ...and probably will for awhile.
Guilt over whether I provided a proper life for her sporadically haunted me in the past. Though now-a-days I've been coming to the conclusion, she had lived a very good and long life (nearly 19 yrs).