(A personal tribute to my heart’s companion in travel and in love.)
As I recently told a friend, in some ways it feels like an eternity ago; in other ways, just yesterday.
Every New Year’s morning, I watch the Rose Parade on television. I love seeing the colorful floats and imagining what they might be like – every inch covered in flowers or some other plant in its natural state. I look at the crowds of people and think, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be there in person?”