Good Mourning, Everyone! Joy to you and me.
It's raining. Sky is black as a witch's hat. Guess you could say it is one rainy dark Wednesday.
Thoughts of Him circle my brain. It is 3 years, 2 months, 18 days since Ed Sclier left. Imagine. I'm sitting and listening to the sound of rain drops smatter a grey shingled house and type words into the ethernet remembering....
Ahhhh, mourning joy!
What about you?
And that's the way it is, 20 miles north from where the World Trade Center use to be.
Have a joy-filled day, Widows. And remember, we're not alone.