Washington NC Historic District

For those of you keeping track, Fred, age 78, had a heart procedure today. He came through it with flying colors. No lawn mowing for 2 weeks, so R is going to do it for him. He has a self-propelled kick ass mower.

I didn’t want to admit how worried I was about him. He is, after all, one of the best friends I’ve ever had. Wanted two soft tacos for dinner thus we slammed through Taco Hell on our way home. I got a chicken quesadilla, just to make him happy because he insisted I get something. It’s still sitting on the kitchen table. I doubt I’ll eat it, but R will find it eventually and finish it.

Mortality.

I’ve lost lots of friends and family members in my lifetime. That’s a good topic for my next post — death and the void that’s left in the aftermath.

Never knew my grandparents. My brother committed suicide, or so it appeared, back when he was only 21, my sister died 10 years ago, she was only 64, both my parents dead (dad at 72, mom at 93) and then there are all the friends I’ve lost. I should write a tribute post to each person that has died. Nice remembering them, cherishing those memories. I miss mom like a body part. I’ll never get used to her being gone from my life.

That’s all for today, it’s getting late. Just know Fred’s ok and that I had another visit from A from Raleigh today. A good visit, for about an hour or so then she had to get back home. She is a dear friend, I couldn’t stand it if something happened to her but fortunately, I’ve got about 15 years on her, she’ll be around a long time.