Ben squeezed in a rehearsal this afternoon. Almost all the kids made it, on their snow day. It's a good thing because now the programs and rehearsal scheduled for tomorrow will also be missed. Crazy.
Steve finished making all the copies of the DVD, so now we can distribute them. Maybe on Monday. I'm sure the kids have forgotten that we promised them a movie, so they'll be surprised.
I worked most of the day on eliminating "the" and "that" from two more chapters. It's quite stunning that it makes such a difference in the narrative. It's much cleaner and more fluid. The house is vacuumed, laundry done. The second headboard is done. Now, I must paint the legs and attach them. Perhaps I will actually go out tomorrow.
This is the first anniversary of my brother-in-law Glenn's death. It's so hard to believe that he's gone. My sister remains devastated. Unbelieving, going through the motions of life. Moving forward, but not. Much like suspended animation. Life goes on, but it doesn't. Her hands are always busy, trying to urge her heart to mend, but it's in pieces. In every way and every day, she has honored him and their life together. She tends his father, sister and brother, their son and daughter, grandchildren, offering comfort and love.
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