We are home. Finally. Technically, I was home for 8 days last month. Lithus was home for 6. I say "technically" because it didn't feel like it, and truthfully, I hardly remember it. The clean bill of health from my heart doctor came through the same day we got word Bart died. After that ~ well, all of you, my dear readers, are old enough and experienced enough to know how grief works. Then there was another tour in Utah. Two very long weeks. But now...now, we are home.
Hopefully, I'll feel like writing again soon, too.
For now, to help break the seal in my all-time favorite way, I give you something lovely to look at.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
1 comments:
Condolences in your grief, dear friend. I've missed you and your wondrous wisdom and wit.
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