Very Far

Ok, this morning that song from "White Christmas" is running through my mind.  "Snow...snow...snow...I want to wash my face, my hands, my feet in snow..."  Or something to that effect.  My late brother David had his own version of that song with different body parts mentioned.  He was a crazy guy.  A real comedian. 

I'm feeling pretty good this morning.  Just couldn't sleep.  So, I got up early and put on my favorite show....Judge Judy.  Checked my email and soon I'll see what's up on Facebook.

Pretty slow here at the B&B right now.  I guess it gives me some time to catch up on my rest and enjoy the holidays. 

I can hear the snow beating against the skylights.  It must be a heavy, icy snow.  Thank God I have auto-start on my truck.  I will start it up about 20 minutes before I have to go for grief counseling. 

We've probably got about six inches of snow now.  Not as much as Holland, but it's starting to pile up. 

I'm happy.  I'm doing good.  Just continuing the journey of grief.  I believe I'm moving along quite well though.  I didn't think I would be able to get this far back in January, but I've travelled far.  Very far.  - Jimmy

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