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...
Song of the Week: Fire
I love a good story song, and this one just about wins first prize in my book. OH! Hah. Blog research shows me that I’ve already told you exactly the same thing, and posted the exact same video, back in January. Whoops. Oh well! Here it is again! Mostly because I just heard it on my MP3 rotation and now it’s stuck in my head. YOU’RE WELCOME.
