Though I haven’t been spending much time here, the OFH feels comfortable. Being here has given opportunity to connect with friends and family. It is odd being here with out Kaia. She’s kenneled in Brookings sparing her a very long Saturday in the car. When I’m here this feels like home and when I’m in The Little House that feels like home, so, where is home? Perhaps ‘both and’ rather than ‘either or’.
Most of all it’s a huge reminder of how fortunate I am. Of course I wish Joanne were here. She loved The Little House and I know she’d be happy in the OFH. The OFH would provide her opportunity for numerous new friends. It’s been four and half years since she died and I’ve struggled on without adult supervision. That explains a lot.
Takk for alt,
Al
Stein Mydske, from Fredrikstad, Norway, singing the solo, Kharlihut Far Gut, at our 50th Wedding Anniversary that he sang at our wedding.
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