Widow Woman

When Fio was a kid, she lived with her parents and, of course, accomodated them. She had roommates for her first two years in college and, of course, accommodated them. As a married woman, she, of course, accomodated her husband. Now, suddenly, she doesn't have to accomodate anyone but Sonia Dog--who decided the two of them should drive over to Dairy Queen for a dipped cone and Puppy Cup. Bottoms up!
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Fiorella has been putting about an hour a day over the past week into reclaiming the strings of Christmas tinsel she'd strung across the front of the property and down the driveway and yesterday was the day she started rolling and bagging it, which took about three hours. No way Fio is going to spend good money buying new tinsel next year.
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Of course, Husband's death has changed everything, and Fio may not be living in this house next year. She'd been sort of preparing herself and Husband for an eventual move, but thought it would be at least three years in the future. Husband, of course, was totally against a move, and, in the end, he got his way--technically,he was still living in this house when he died.
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 Fio's been building a lot of fires in la chimenea lately, partially because it's COLD, partially because she wants to use up the logs and kindling, and partially because it was what Husband, always the Boy Scout, used to do.
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The 16x20 photo of Husband that was on display at the funeral is now part of the den decor, and Fio looks at it often for comfort. It makes her feel beloved.