I’m having a hard time concentrating on anything lately. When I do get time alone, I seem to start something and then get distracted and want to sit and look at old pictures or find other memories.
I came across this photo the other day. It’s the last one taken from Greg’s phone. Squeaky’s little hand on top of his, about 12 hours before he died.
xxx,
Mariah
There are many reasons to love this photo!
O Mariah,
partly that is the bane of winter, partly it is because of life changes. Just this week I realized I do the same thing. I made a new pact with myself: plan ONE thing, start that thing and finish it. (I was always a “multi-tasker”). Now in my confusing new reality, this is a better approach. I got one thing done.
Love you,
Still need to connect!
Amy O
p.s. Please!! keep writing