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It has been ten years since Christi had me video-photo her daughter’s wedding. Christi married a good old country boy, and they bought a new house to settle in. She and Jeff were raising her four-year-old granddaughter. My wife passed away from breast cancer, and Christi and Jeff helped me through some rough spots.Now, three years later, Christi came home from work and found Jeff dead on the couch. She called my daughter, who was one of her best friends, and said, “What am I going to do? Jeff was my soul mate, my go-to, my everything.”My daughter called me and asked if I could give Christi a call. I said I would, and then thought, “What do I say? What if she still remembers that wedding day? Will she want me near, or tell me to go to hell?”Christi answered the phone, and I asked her if she needed a hand to hold. She said she was inundated with all the things that had to be closed out or changed for her as a single consignee. Since I had dealt with all this when my wife died, I told her I would drive over and help her out.When I pulled into her driveway, Christi was sitting on the front stoop crying. Peanut’s (her granddaughter’s name) bus was due to drop her off, and she was upset because she hadn’t got a single thing crossed off her list. I walked up the stoop and sat beside her, draping my arm over her shoulder and hugging her close to me. The tears flowed full force now, and soon our shirts were soaked. Mine was okay, but hers became almost see-through. As the waterworks stopped, she looked down and said, “I must look a mess now.”I lifted her chin and said casino siteleri güvenilir to her, “Your beauty comes from the inside. Anybody who knows you can see that. And besides, when have we ever worried about clothes? As I remember, there have been some times when we all looked like something the cat drug through the mud.”Christi laughed and said, “You can always find a way to make me laugh. I needed that today with the week I’ve had. When Peanut gets here we can all go inside and I’ll show you what I have to go through. Then I’ll get Peanut a snack and we can go over some papers.”At that moment Peanut got off the bus and ran up the driveway. She hugged me and then took my hand to pull me inside. Peanut has always called me Granddad because that’s what I was to her friends, my two granddaughters. She asked me if I was there to make her Mimi better. I told Peanut, “I am here as one of Mimi’s friends, trying to help with Papa Jeff’s passing and yes, I want Mimi to be better.”Christi looked at me misty-eyed and said, “How can you be such a ray of sunshine to us? You went through this not too long ago.”I told her, “There will probably be tears flowing from everyone because Jeff was just such a great guy. But remember, you have a village surrounding you with love. I just feel privileged to be counted as a small part of that village. Now, let’s get those tears dried up and see what has been done and what still needs to be taken care of. Where is this mountain of papers?”Christi wiped her hands across her face and led me to their güvenilir slot siteleri office area. She pointed a finger at a box in the corner and said, “That is what I pulled from the file cabinet. I found three insurance policies, one from work and two from groups. All his pay stubs, all our active accounts, and anything else that may need to be looked at.”I said, “That’s a good start. The first item, how many copies of the death certificate have you requested? Every one of these will need an original seal, not just a copy. I found that out getting my affairs in order. A good starting number would be twenty-five, and we can always get more. When we get them we can file claims to the insurers, and then get all credit in your name only. Do you have a power of attorney, a will, or joint survivorship that we can go on? I know, it seems like a lot, but we can get you through it.”I heard a thump behind me and saw Christi collapse on the floor sobbing uncontrollably. I checked that she had not hit her head, then cradled her in my arms and rocked her, trying to calm her down. I picked her off the floor and carried her into the great room, intending to lay her on a couch. Her arms locked around my neck, keeping me from letting her go. So I sat on the couch and held her tight. I felt her breasts against my chest, and my mind went back to that wedding years ago. I slapped my face to clear my mind and Christi looked at me and said, “Maybe it was not a good idea to do this.”I agreed and headed for the front door. Peanut followed me en iyi casino siteleri and said, “Granddad, why are you and Mimi crying? And why are you leaving when we need you now?”I leaned down and said, “Baby girl, Mimi and I need some space, so I should leave.”Christi called, “Don’t you dare walk out that door. My emotions are all over the board. We need you, and any feelings we just shared will be dealt with as they pop their ugly head. You have already given me a lot of useful information, and I trust you. Now come here.”I carried Peanut back to the couch and the three of us hugged. Christi sent Peanut to her room to do her homework, and we went back to the office. I sorted the paperwork into piles of do now and do down the road. A quick run-through and they were sorted out for the next three days. I told Christi there was nothing more we could do tonight and we should get Peanut fed and I would be on my way home. Christi said, “You are staying for dinner, and I would like to have some company tonight. I just feel I need another adult here or I may break down again.”My comment that I had nothing with me fell on deaf ears, so I helped prepare dinner and got Peanut ready for bed. As I sat on the couch and we read two books, Christi smiled and said, “She has not had anyone to read with her for a week now. I know I said I needed company, but this helps her get her mind off Papa.”I looked at her and said, “I will always remind her of Jeff. She needs to keep those good memories of him, they will help her through the dark days.”Peanut’s head started to nod, so we bookmarked our place and laid the book aside for another night. I carried her upstairs to her room, and Christi and I tucked her into bed.As we returned downstairs, Christi grabbed my hand, spun me around, and kissed my cheek. I looked at her and said, “Any more of that, and I can’t be held responsible for my actions.”