…..how quiet it was here because my dog is at summer camp at the Lake.
…..how hard it was to decide what to do with the landscaping in the backyard of the lake house.
…..how hard it was to choose a restaurant to eat lunch at when I’m in New York City.
But then Dan called me first thing this morning and
a car accident last night
of our General Manager
and she had passed away
And suddenly I felt foolish and sad and helpless.
What does it FEEL like to get THAT PHONE CALL?
The one from the Police, or the Hospital, or the Priest?