Oh Susan. Much love and strength to you. A world of {{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
How are you holding up, Susan?
Right now I'm fine because there are things to do. Dylan is finding us a flight (we're probably going Thursday and coming back Monday), and once I know that I can figure out what needs to happen between now and then, and I need to email and call various people.
VCOB called while I was literally in mid-sentence on my pages for the day of my WIP. The odd thing is that when it happened, I think I was writing a section that may or may not make the cut for the story where the heroine is reflecting upon her mother's death in childbirth.
I'm so sorry, Susan. Bless all of you together.
I'm so sorry, Susan. Blessings on your father, and you and yours are all in my prayers.
My condolences to you and your family, Susan.
Susan, I'm so sorry. I hope his passing was peaceful. And peace to you and your family.
Susan, I"m so sorry.
I'm so sorry for your loss Susan. You and yours remain in my thoughts and prayers.
Susan, I'm sorry. I hope your travels are easy and that you and your family share many good memories of your father while you're together.
I'm very sorry, Susan. You're in my thoughts.