Yesterday, myself, Christine and a bunch of our friends went to Doug’s house to help Amy move out of her house and into Woody’s house next door – because Amy can no longer live in the apartment that she shared with Doug – and Woody was kind enough to switch apartments with Amy. So we spent the day yesterday switching Amy and Woody’s apartments.

What Amy is going through is something that I would not be able to go through myself. I could not imagine marrying Christine and then becoming a widower just thirteen days before our one-year wedding anniversary. And while she may be experiencing an unfathomable amount of sadness – she is being very strong – and I really admire her for that.

From the first day I saw her after the 11th, she was not crying or giving off an aura of sadness. Instead – she was upbeat, strong – and even cracking a few jokes. And yesterday – she was acting the same way as we moved her out of the apartment that she and Doug shared.

The amount of respect that I have for Amy is growing with each time I see her or speak to her. I know that she is trying her best to move on after her world was shattered less then a month ago – and she knows that all of us are here for her and would do whatever she needs us to do – but she is doing an incredible job dealing with something that would definitely make me a vegetable.

As time passes and we approach the holiday season – this world will mourn more then they will rejoice this year because of the September 11th attacks. But I get the feeling that the one person that will be encouraging us to celebrate the season will be the lady that has the most strength – and who I respect the most.

I just wish I had half her strength.