I haven't been able to bring myself to do this until now,and am not entirely sure what prompted the action this night (early morning,actually). It all happened so fast and it seems as though the past almost-two months have been one long agonizing day.
But Halfglassistan carries on. Just with all flags at half-staff. And regular operations suspended indefinitely.
Never doubt that all glasses remain half-full. In fact, only half-full forevermore. But also never doubt that Mr. J left the best half remaining.
I have plenty to say, just not the strength to turn any of it into coherent thought. And though my best muse may no longer be by my side, he is still with me.
And something tells me he'll let me know when the time is right.
Lifelong writer, dreamer, procrastinator (which requires an inherent optimism ... so there) and perfectionist (which requires an inherent pessimism ... so ... ah, hell). Adoring widow of the amazing Mr. J. Bemused mommy of Tilly the Terrier and Lucie, her Spaniel sister.