This was the view out of the bedroom window on Sunday morning: That clear, blue sky certainly invited me to get out for a walk. And the road ahead invited me to keep going. The sunshine was abundant, but its warmth did not penetrate the shade. I am sure some will puzzle over why I leave for Florida. So beautiful... And then I started remembering the last autumn tour of northern Vermont that Mike and I took. I do have so many wonderful times to remember even as I miss him and hurt and rage over the loss of our future memories that will not be made. It is a process...
"A grandma is just an antique little girl"...unknown