One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Where the Hell is Matt?
Recently we were talking about this, and a few people hadn’t seen it. I’ve seen it, and posted about it on the old blog – but it just never gets old! So here it is again!
As one of the benighted few who had not seen the “Matt” videos before, thanks, Lore! for posting them. They make me feel joy and hope, good things to feel at this time of year. And I’m delighted to see that Vancouver was one of the places Matt danced (I know the beach well).