Idyllic Chick

Betharoopie commented yesterday about how she actually met Lorena and I through Rob's death. And you know, I often forget about that. Beth and Joe fit into our little group so well, so naturally, that I feel like they've always been there. I know Rob would be tickled beyond belief that Beth and I became friends, but that would not have happened at all if she hadn't been seeking out his obituary on-line. And if I hadn't met Beth, chances are I wouldn't have gone to Rhinebeck this past year. And gotten interested in weaving. And how much is that going to change my life? Dunno yet, but I'll keep you posted.

Labels: Navel Gazing