Yesterday, I was visiting with my dear, dear friend, Michele Robinson. She asked me if I had any new Steve Stories. She loves them more than anyone else I know. You see, my late husband, Steve, still finds things I have lost, makes things invisible or just simply pranks me. The stories are so great and all “feel good” snippets of wonderful wonderments.

So, I said to her, “Did I tell you about the tooth?” And she said, no. I proceeded to tell her and she laughed heartedly along with me. I love Michelle so much for this. When I tell a Steve story, she so totally gets it (unlike some people who just listen and smile thinking I have truly lost my mind).

She looked at me and said, “I really think you should write a book of all your Steve Stories.” That’s where the light emitting diode comes in. A lightbulb went on in my brain and I said, “Of course. Oh thank you Michelle, soooo much. You have inspired me once again!” Now, I can’t wait to get started.

You’ll just have to wait for the book to hear the story about “the tooth”. Don’t ask Michelle. Her lips are sealed.

Spreading the love,

DeeDee

P.S. Here we are (Michele is sitting directly across the table from me). We were also joined for a wonderful brunch at Brasil Cafe by two other dear, dear friends, Kathy Kennedy (right) and Leslie Poole (left).