This has been one of those days when I haven't been able to stop bursting into tears... when I'm frustrated, when someone is kind to me, when I have no good excuse at all. At least this evening I had an excuse, when we went to the local memorial service for Tim's friend Robin who died in June. So many photos of smiles, so many warm and loving stories of how many lives she touched with gentleness and wisdom and art, so many apparently rewarding relationships. So many people confused by sudden loss.
tear-stained day; glass vase
holds blue hydrangeas; today,
I would trade places.
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