The View From The House

The grief is really bad again for both of us. It has been a very hard few days.

I dragged us outside this afternoon to try and clear our heads at least a little. The wind chimes were Sandi's from a trip to Florida in the 90s. The apartment complex forbid us to hang them so when we came here, I put them up for her before we started moving in. She loved it. Despite the storms we have had here, they still are intact.

67 here and sunny skies with grass and clover growing in the yard again. Trees in the yard have started budding out. Weird winter.