The other day the lawyer that is handling Gary's probate said something out of the blue that made me feel a lot better and maybe a bit sadder in a way. I told him that I hadn't realized how quickly I had become one of those women that didn't know much about our combined finances or where certain records were stored. I told him that I had been divorced for 15 years before Gary and I were married and I didn't know how to take care of this stuff again. He looked at me calmly and he said, "You will." That's all. Just total confidence that I could do this. And I think he's right. This isn't a divorce and I didn't choose it, but Gary would tell me, "It is what it is." He had faith in me, I know.