I hope you will forgive my short post today. I am sitting here at home (which is good), but with some grief in my heart, and a little pain, as well. My brother-in-law passed away four days ago and because we were close this has affected me very much. And then as if that isn’t enough, when I was out walking our dogs (which are wild dogs that we made our own last July when we were on the Blackfeet reservation), I fell and was dragged a bit and ended up with a broken hand and so I am hunting and pecking in order to type this. Add to that that my darling kitty ate a plant yeterday that appears to be poisonous and you might understand my concern.
Well I was hoping to post a picture of my brother-in-law, but I can’t seem to make my computer work either. Anyway as a memorial, let me say a few words. When I married my husband 12 years ago, I didn’t know at the time that when I did, he came complete with my brother-in-law. They were so close that it was almost like having two husbands instead of one. I became used to over time having two men to boss around instead of one –I’m sure you can relate — and I must admit that I used the relationship shamelessly. If my husband didn’t respond to “honey, could you fix this?” My brother-in-law would and if he didn’t all it would take on my part would be to ask my brother-in-law to do something, and my husband would at once respond. : ) Finally I was able to figure out how to download his picture — here is Bob about 10 years ago.
I will miss him. I will miss how good I’ve had it also over these past few years. And I hope you will forgive this terribly short post — I literally am hunting and pecking to talk to you today. Have a super day, everyone.
From left to right my husband, Paul, me, my daughter, Trina and Bob. Picture was taken in 1999.