I tried sending the BG an e-card earlier, for her back to school-ness. We always do. So I thought I would.
I hope it gets there, but if it doesn't, I hope she knows we love her anyway.
I guess hope is all there is.
On the other hand, I made pinwheel blocks that meet properly in the middle. That's got to be worth something, right?
Bedtime. I can "hear" him laughing at me, telling me I'm babbling and so it's bedtime. He's right lol. Wish he was here to take me up.
That's the funny thing about all of this dying thing. It's why St Bab's prayer was so good for him. To change the world by my hidden acts, it says, and that's what he did. He changed my world with his hidden acts. The small things he did, that he did just for me, just to make my life nicer. The small things I did for him, just to make his life nicer. And it's the small things I miss. The casual touches, the back-of-the-neck-as-I-was-passing kisses, the random drinks, and the silly msn messages.
Just little things.
I guess little things do mean a lot.
Still babbling though. Still bedtime.