Just commenting here on your comment at mysteryoriley – yes, it’s strange when we go back in time and forget just for a moment, what all has transpired. Like those days when I’m in a bookstore and think I should buy a particular book for my mom, or for Owen, and then remember that they’re both gone now. Just freakin’ weird. On occasion, I buy the book anyway, and read it, wondering what she or he would have thought about it. Or in a grocery store, when I think I should pick up their favorite foods. I buy them anyway, and think about them when I cook their favorite meals. Ha! Weird…and comforting.

Take care, my friend,
L.