ALIVE AND WELL, WELL, AS WELL AS CAN BE, CONSIDERING
I’ve only posted twice this month so far, and to be honest, I haven’t had the heart or the energy to post much more. I read the news every day and fall a little farther into disbelief and despair each time. Anders came home late last night from 2 weeks in Italy for work. He worked today, came home, declared he didn’t feel well, at which point all three of us promptly fell asleep on various sofas, and then he got violently ill. Then he told me he was freezing and went to bed. Not good. I really, really hope...