Three emails back and forth between XW and me this morning. Per last email, she is going to call in a few minutes.
"There were three things in my life that were the most important things to me in this world and that I loved beyond measure: You, our family, and our home. They are now all gone. Why?"
I have had an inexplicable, overwhelming urge to say or write that to her this morning.
Getting it out of my system here - now - quickly, before she calls.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
