About two months ago, I received mail from a person I considered a good friend. It started with …. Hi, I hope that you and Larry are doing well. The rest of the mail was about her.

The list of her woes was lengthy. While I was reading it, I was thinking that all of us are going through unthinkable things right now. I hope she does ok and feels more positive soon.

She ended the mail, in essence, saying that she did not want to be friends with me any longer. (I wondered what I did???)

I was crushed. To be honest, I am still crushed. I hope that she is feeling better and living a life that is best for her.

*****

Last year, after the huge tree limb came through the roof….and the tree guys came to get the limb out of the house, they told us that one of the tree limbs, facing the street was dead, it is a big one too. With all of the damage in Dallas/Plano, they did not have time to remove it then.

Larry and I forgot all about that old dead limb. Till last week. Today the tree guys are back. I just peeked at them at the door. You cannot imagine how creepy it is to see them out there again.

The sound of the chain saw is disturbing me. Larry just walked through my studio, and grimaced. It makes me feel sick. Last year was so traumatic. Maybe I should go dump a few friends? (I would never do that)

Love you beyond the stars and moon.

Me