...if we just let it be...
It's been a difficult start to 2016. Daddy phoned mouse and said, "Honey are you sitting down?" Then he related the news that David Bowie died. Then Alan Rickman, but that was followed by the completely devastating news about Glenn Frey.
How many posts have been inspired by Bowie and the Eagles? Is it possible to relay how important their music is to mouse?
These are people she'd never know, never met, save for sitting in a concert, yet are so very much part of her soundtrack of her life.
And ever since watching Sense and Sensibility, mouse was completely in love with Alan Rickman and will never be able to read the book again without seeing him in her head.
Other than that, things here have been ok -- our house it seems has never thoroughly recovered from the holiday season, so finally mouse decided it was time to dig into those corners and give the house a total overhaul. Our housekeeper has been away for several weeks and mouse was terrified that she'd walk into the house, look around and promptly leave. To suggest that things went a bit lax is a serious understatement. We both have been hideously busy, with recently many nights we simply pass out from exhaustion.
Yet, when mouse has been least connected to this blog, she feels even more connected to Daddy and her slavery to him.
Hopefully soon, things will naturally settle and she'll again feel the connection to our blog.