Although I am cutting back on blogging, sometimes there are things that just have to be said. This is a special post for my dear friend, Steve.
After our brief chat on Friday, I was reminded once again, of how very much I miss you. I miss our conversions both silly and serious, the way you got me through dreary days, the way you helped me find things inside myself that I didn't know were there and the way you made me laugh.
I miss you dear one.
I remember our conversation, one that occurred in the wee hours about Floyd. You were up writing and I couldn't sleep and we hopscotched from one topic to another.
To champagne and strawberries in Soho.
From your little morning glory, Anne