Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Rough Sailing

Before hailstorm

The husband of a close friend has died unexpectedly.

I received her call early this morning.
Will phone back this afternoon and see what she needs me to do — if she knows, poor thing.
I think I can safely start packing, but I also don't want to be in the way, so am giving her a few hours to ponder my question: "Do you want me to come?"

After hailstorm


  1. My heart goes out to your friend and her family. So very sad.

  2. I was here this morning. (we need a button for that)


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