Every one of you.
This week is my run~away week and has been for many years.
I’ve read you all in small bites sporadically & I was moved to tears by ASnowden’s post on Sunday and the comments there that I read on Tuesday. I go full~on media blackout every year.
15 years on. It doesn’t get easier & I hoped it would. It is still visceral. My soul & senses collapse. A beautifully sensitive & caring 2 sentence text from my Big Sister on Sunday wrecked me with love & grief. It feels like last week.
But I’ll see you all next week. Until then, HELLO (waving!)
And pictures from my run~away~
This last one? Preparing beets means love.