Thank you, Wayne! Such a happy song. It is indeed sunny here, and I'm planting lettuces and parsley. The first day of summer in New Zealand is on Monday 🌞 🥬🌱🪴

This is good advice.

OMG! Genius!

Amen, sister!

I have, several times. Lovely. Went off the beaten track. Your elbows will be comfortably warm, whether you are in the water or not. Wear insect repellent if you are exploring the islands. I didn't. 🦟 😬

Approx 9,429 mile long arms. I wonder at what point the elbows bend?

🫂 Hugs back to you 💕

I hear you. For the first 6 weeks, I was essentially in limbo. I'm moving along now, but - whew - was not expecting this. I've worked in Hospice, so I know the facts & stages and all that. I've been invited to join a Grief group in February. Not usually my thing, but I'll give it a go.

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Yes, loss is loss. Mac had a blood cancer for 8 yrs (not the cancer that killed him), so in some ways I was well-prepared. These waves of grief surprise the heck out of me.
Discarding his clothes wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Honestly, some things I wish he had gotten rid of years ago!

Narrator: it isn’t

Demento

Hi Ladies! You certainly are gorgeous!

Yes. Thanks

Walk on the wild side, you rebel.

Random things spring to mind: pack rat, collector, aficionado, endless unfinished projects for something to look forward to... What would I know? I am busy doing weird projects to sublimate grief between waves of sorrow. Some are fun, some not, probably helpful. You do you, as you do. 😀

I'm doing a grief ritual by taking Mac's clothes to the dump. The clothes worthy of recycling are going to the Hospice Shop.
I have other grief rituals - less morbid -planned. Watch this space. Looking forward more every day. 😍