Kingston Penitentiary
Ken and I are away for a few days and that is my favourite. He is my favourite. Before our years of having a busy home there was just us. The years after our busy home fades it will just be us again. Us is important. This get away was actually a gift from my Aunt Jane. After Oma passed away, she wanted us to step away together. Oma’s death was really hard on me. I have written about Oma, but it’s not quite done or right. I had to set it aside. When I write about Oma, tears still cloud my vision. The tears come from a deep ache in my heart, but they are also grateful ones that she is with the Lord. We picked Prince Edward County. We were here a few years ago and we love the water and the feel. Out our door is Quincy Bay. I am sitting on the deck listening to the water lap with David Neuve playing in my ear. He is my favourite to write to. He has the right cadence, if that makes sense. If you need some quiet sweet music, try him. He has lots of hymns, but I like While the Trees Sle...