I have to add in here that the night before we left for Alaska, Stephen gave me a card in an envelope and told me not to open it till I got on the ship.
On the front it says, “If you’re reading this, I’m thinking about you. Unless you’re reading this after my bedtime.” When you open it, it says, “In which case I’m dreaming about you.”
He wrote a short note saying he would miss me, but that he really hoped I had a wonderful time on the cruise because I deserve it, and he’d see me in about two weeks. I kept it on my nightstand through the entire cruise.