Found out late last night that the person who gave me my first editorial gig died of covid. I get my second shot today.
So I have emotions about that but I'm not 100% certain what they all are. (We weren't close or anything and haven't interacted in over a decade but that's still a Milestone Human In My Life who is not extant anymore and.)
A thousand of bread, a thousand of beer, a thousand of every good thing.
From:
no subject
*hugs*
Those things do chime strangely and would be powerful enough apart. If appropriate, their memory for a blessing. I am glad that you will be safe.