I have nothing to say, or at least, when I came here I didn't, I'm sure I'll think of something though... Anyway, I am posting simply because I cannot stand, for one more minute, to see myself standing there, on stage, with my hair all screwed up and my mouth hanging open, like I'm about to rip into a karaoke rendition of some damned Hee-Haw song or an impersonation of the Dukes of Hazzard Yee Haw yell.
Yep, I still pretty much have nothing interesting, so I'll give you the latest Nova news, and some random thoughts. Nova's CHD quilt block is finished. They sent me a pic via email yesterday. You can see it and read about it at Nova's Heart. The reporter from Charlotte Weekly emailed today asking me to forward some pictures of Alexis and Nova to use in the story that comes out this Friday. I sorted through all sorts of pictures to find the ones she and I wanted to include. Hard. There were pics of Alexis that I hadn't looked at in years, like this one:She had so much hair. I always thought she looked almost latino, such long thick black hair, like me, and perfect olive skin like her Daddy. She had his eyes too, but you can't tell it from this picture.
Trish is putting together Nova's memory book for me. In trying to round up the things we wanted in it, I realized I have no idea where I've put his shot records, his birth certificate, death certificate or the name card from the hospital. Today, I realized that all of his medications are still on the shelf in the kitchen over the sink. I thought about throwing them away this afternoon, but they're still there.