Blessings on you. There are times one must be with the living. And as painful as it is, it is far better than trying to avoid the anguish. There is no point telling stories of our ancestors if we are going to ignore their offspring and our neighbors.

Mini-rant. Sorry, but having spent time cleaning up here in St. Louis and counting our blessings no life was lost, I am a bit stunned by those who simply drive by and look away. Perhaps they are sending their nickels in and praying in their own way. But they refuse to meet our eyes.

As to your electronic ghosts - it seems they're sending their own hugs your way. Comforting you with the familiar/the dear. Must say I like their choices. Kinda covers the essentials of life - at least my life.

Sending mental hugs your way. It's been a spring and a half.