Darrell's youngest son and I pulled the beloved BMW convertible out of storage for the summer. It was housed in a barn near Teulon, owned by a friend of his who had once been his apprentice at Winnipeg Volvo. A river of happy memories and tears followed. Now Justin will enjoy the car with his little family.

Darrell loved his beautiful little car! We spent so many happy hours driving on sunny Manitoba days with the top down, going to parks, getting ice cream or going to the beach. He loved so many cars. Whenever we were driving, he was bound to point out a car and say "I had one of those!" We went to many car shows as well, and he always dreamed of owning a hotrod that he could fix up and drive around the city.

One thing that I learned in my grief class is that grief is like a pandora's box. You can lift the lid when you are ready for it. Lift the lid as often as you feel you can handle. Seeing the beloved convertible that Darrell and I enjoyed was one of those "openings".

The photo was taken across the street from The Keg downtown where we celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary, and stayed at the Hotel Fort Garry for night.