Dec
04
I’m popping popcorn. Standing at the stove, I slowly turn the little handle on our ancient popper as one or two kernels escape the vat. It’s unusual for me to be doing this at this hour, 4:30 in the evening. As the kernels twirl, the emotions swirl behind me.
You are such a sweet man, Rodney. I am so glad to have had the opportunity to meet you.
Thank you, Matthew. Likewise on meeting YOU! I’m looking forward to hearing about the next phase of your big, adventurous life.
As always, your words move me – and these words also bring tears to my eyes. I miss being around your energy.
Thank you; I appreciate that, Angela.
So sorry that you have to write this sad story. Although your words are eloquent, as always, your pain is evident. My thoughts are with you and your family as well as my hope that the love you all share will get you through.
We thank you, Judy. Yes, love will see us through.