I said this to a good friend the other day (in an email) and she said "You still can talk to her, can't you? And there will be answers, sometimes, won't there?"
I've been thinking a lot about this and wondering if it's true. At the very beginning I did still talk to her. Now I don't. I can't. I do point things out to her, I share a joke with her...usually when Dave (whom she was very fond of) has done or said something that is particularly bonkers or infuriating. And we laugh about it. But I can't talk over serious, difficult, intricate, sensitive things with her. And I miss that. I really miss it.