|the piano now, 1708.08, in the midst of packing|
So I posted this on Facebook this morning.
|image from Facebook suggested by Facebook AI for today - 1708.08|
|Ellory, day her Mom left the house forever, 1708.08|
|Satchel, day her Mom left the house forever, 1708.08, after being shut in Ivan's room for an hour by accident|
Yes, I know. Satchel looks uncertain of this position, but this is only because when I first found them together in the crate, I ran to get my phone to take a picture, and then they moved. So I shoved Satchel back in place, and so she's looking at me expectantly, asking when she can come out again. Had I got the picture when I first found them, then they would both look content like sisters sharing the crate.
I was going to buy Satchel a crate for the trip, but I surely do not need to...
|sisters share the crate - 1708.07|
Again, not as much content today. Catching up with work, packing, all that stuff...
Actually, I may be producing more original content than I thought I would.
Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
- Days ago = 765 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1708.08 - 10:10
NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.