If you were to ask me one of my greatest fears – apart from the obvious of anything threatening the wellness or safety of those I love . . . and heights – I’d tell you it’s being boring. I have a pathetic attention span. I know it. MrWI64 knows it. I’ve lost you, he’ll…
Category: Friendship
So long to the loveliest of friends
Clover’s obituary flashed onto my Facebook feed two weeks ago. “Intrepid companion,” it read. “Unstoppable greeter.” “Sweetest of souls.” Clover was all of those. Joyful, exuberant, empathetic and lovely. She had all the traits you would wish in a human: kind, caring, welcoming beyond measure, and never a jerk. Not once. She was an old…
When I'm 64 