#275

Tonight, I wish I had 

someone with whom I could

play a wicked game of Scrabble,

missing my Dad, the master player

and thinking of him on Mom and

Dad's 59th Anniversary, or so 

it could have been,

called Mom this morning; 

she was getting ready for yet another

funeral, something those who live a long

life usually do.

catherinenglish 10-02-2013