That's just the right touch, sweetie, as usual form you-- thanks so much.

What a crazy but blessed life, to stand close enough to feel the blessings wash over us and still, in the same moment, be doing our "work." Typing here, checking the recording from last night so I can empty the recorder for this evening just in case and for sure, for tomorrow. Tears rolling with a big ole sloppy grin on my face. While well-fed Hardi naps off the morning and stores energy for the evening.

I hope as much for all approaching the "hurt locker" of loss.

~Susan