One Year

Hello, dear blog readers. Having worked yesterday, I'm sitting on my couch contemplating that it's been a year yesterday since the passing of Anne (former roommate and friend.) While still teary-eyed here, it's comforting to think about that she is an architect with the Great Architect (as her husband pointed out). She's healed permanently by the hands of the Great Physician, and the pain of melanoma no longer has a hold on her. Eternally. She is comforted in the arms of the Comforter. Even though separated for a while in this life, we will meet again in the next, dear friend.

The night Hubby and I got engaged, sitting at a wedding reception for another friend.