Chaiselongue

Seven years, already, since dear Chaiselongue passed from our midst, unexpectedly. The shock of the news still detonates when I think of us picking up an inkling, then dreadful confirmation, of it as we passed through Rome Airport on the way home from Cairo.

Her insightful comments and friendship, in real life as well as blip life, are hugely missed. It’s always a pleasure to read a comment when I find it in previous entries. And we are blessed with on-going contact with LoJardinier, who is working on a painting of my blip of one year ago today.