Gina was my best friend.
One Spring afternoon I removed the guardian angel clip from the visor of my old Honda just before I sold it. It was an amulet Gina gave me over 20 years ago to keep my passengers and I safe while driving. The very next day, she and her beloved black lab died in a fatal car accident in Colorado, when she unintentionally drove off a cliff and landed on the edge of the San Miguel River in a nest of twigs, rocks, leaves and feathers. I'm still trying to understand words like dead, death and gone in relationship to her. I used my camera for a year after the accident as a way to convince myself it had happened, and to understand my own grief and denial in the face of sudden loss.
GINA
