This was begun last month with beautiful blues from Jude. It was a good place to rest.
On Tuesday eve, while scrolling through photos on my phone, a photo of my Iowa friend popped up. It was her senior high school portrait, taken over sixty years ago. "Why is this here?" I wondered, and then created a new album of "Favorites" to put it in so that I wouldn't lose track of it. K. and I talked about her for a few minutes.
A friend and I had gone to visit her a couple of weeks ago. Time has been taking her piece by piece over the last few years, but still her delight and joy in spending time with us shined through. It was a lovely sad visit. Yesterday I received word that she had died on Tuesday night. I will miss her dearly. I loved it when she called me "Honeybun". The "Iowa" category will tell you more about her, but this post sums our friendship up best.
Twinkle has taken a turn, new meds, more "waiting and seeing" for a couple of weeks.
More nightmares... at first I thought that they were frogs, but no. The spiders were beautiful and terrifying.
I keep saying (and feeling) that things are really fine, and they are. I'm just out of words right now. Life slips by sometimes.
"Everything Became Home"
(Golden pink moon cloth dyed by Tina.)
