I see this blog is still "public."
I leave it "open" periodically in case Pat is googling me, surfing the net.
In a different universe, I would be with Pat. I am less than satisfied in my current situation.
If it weren't for the granddaughters, I would be connecting again with Pat.
On another note, I am smitten with a 30-ish year-old music teacher at Sophia's elementary school.
It's a long story but suffice it to say, I enjoy giving her a teacher's appreciation gift of $100 every three to four months or so. Ms. V-------. O.C. Taylor Elementary School. My goal is to give her a monetary gift for many, many years after I die.
One word: vivacious.
Pat: was vivacious. For me, she was intellectually curious, and truly had a love for life. I would have loved to explore the world with her in our seventies. For me, 70 is the new 50 and that would have been the same for Pat.
Later: July 5, 2024 -- last night was a particularly hard night for me, thinking about Pat. This morning I'm doing better. I got to thinking about Pat again when I was reading about the Native American mounds east of St Louis, knowing that's where Pat and I would spend a lot of time if things were different.
