Yesterday I left the house and the computer and the work and enjoyed an outing to Murder By The Book. My friend Dean James was signing the latest in his Cat in the Stacks series, Six Cats A Slayin’ (written as Miranda James).
It’s always so good to see John and the staff (and bonus! John’s husband Matt) as well as Dean, who now lives in the distant land of Mississippi.
What’s better as winter closes in than a new cozy to read?
It was particularly good to get out because it was December 1. I wore my red ribbon pin in recognition of World AIDS Day and those impacted by HIV/AIDS. My four lost friends are in my thoughts every single day. Without them, especially without Steve, my last 28 years would have been vastly different. There would be no Timothy, Timmy, Jim and all the novels I’ve been part of writing with them. All the other wonderful writers I’ve met and edited and become friends with–they wouldn’t be part of my life. I wouldn’t know the people and readers I’ve met online. I wouldn’t know Dean or John or Matt.
We never know where life is going to take us, but these four are a reminder that the people with whom we’ve shared deep love continue to weave themselves throughout the fabric of our lives. Thank you, my friends.
