Some days it’s sadness. Some days it’s loneliness. Some days it’s just fog. Things don’t get better, they don’t get easier, they just get “different”. It has been a little more than two months now since Klaus passed away. I haven’t really been able to talk about it much. Whenever I think too hard the…
After a very un-sunny start, this evening was actually rather nice. Even though mama still has a sore throat, I had to insist that the evening walkie was substantial. We thought about stopping at the supermarket – but then discovered that there were some guys outside selling newspapers and they had several dogs with them,…
