The word says it all. I feel slight delirium as it sinks in. The imagined scenarios of absolute loss that have haunted my thoughts for several days can sink back into the shadows. The lessons we both learned about treasuring the moment, each moment, with each other and our beautiful children, can stay.
Sparkling shiraz, chocolate, a treat for dinner, my mind is whirring through possibilities as I put my happy shoes back on and start bouncing around the office.
Oh yay for benign!
I am sick of my mother! - Isn't this great for an elderly indoor cat. The Bear would love one that jutted right out of the kitchen into the apple tree. The birds wouldn't but wou...
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