It’s weird, but grieving is… waiting. It’s waiting for the minutes to add up to an hour, for hours to add up to a day, for days to string together…Continue readingWaiting
I have coffee, then get up. (Coffee in bed was part of the marriage proposal.) Nothing is done without coffee. Concentrate. it’s the COFFEE. Hubby always gets breakfast. (yes. I…Continue readingDay of the Writer