I haven’t submitted a newsletter in recent weeks.
My soulmate is dying. It has been six weeks since we received his diagnosis of cancer. I’m not yet used to the idea. He is. Our family is here, and we laugh and cry together.
Our friends are so supportive. We live in a special town.
Meanwhile, I write.
I come into my office and open my story on the computer. I fall into a cool pool that takes me away from the pain, and plot Mistress Meg’s latest battle with evil. She is currently trapped in a tower in Windsor Castle with her apprentice, Mattie, and an arrogant young aristocrat.
I am posting this now, while I can.
Thank you, my newsletter friends.
Maureen


Thinking of you and Jim, Maureen!💝
I’m so sorry for you and your entire family. Treasure these moments and hold them in your heart. They will help support you as time evolves. ❤️😢