Another month maybe

And she’ll be back. More changes. More new. But a nice little stretch of celebration and relaxation in there first. I got her some presents I know she’s going to love. And last night after work I headed out to the music shop to pick up her tenor sax. I had it cleaned and checked over so it would be ready for her when she got back. Lugging that thing out to the car, through the snowy dark, reminded me of Christmas shopping for my dad. Slipping through the slushy new snowfall wrestling with that ginormous remote control motorcycle I knew was going to crack him up. Joy and love. Joy and love. 🙏