Sad across the desert

Hi All,

We’re nearing Las Vegas, Mark is (of course) driving and I’m getting a head start on today’s blog addition.

We’re still adjusting to the absence of our third and most important travel companion, Matt. It’s just not the same without him. Neither one of us wanted to talk about it but we each knew what that other was thinking as we drove along in silence for the first eight hours today. Then, I glanced over at Mark and he had a tear in his eye. Finally I broke the silence and asked what was wrong. He said that he had avoided using the rearview mirror all day knowing that he wouldn’t be seeing Matt’s happy mug behind him, and when he finally got up the nerve to look, it was too much and he couldn’t help letting his emotions out. Suddenly I felt my lower lip begin to quiver and simultaneously, be both burst out in a loud and lengthy sob session. We really really miss him and our cheap hotel in Vegas tonight will feel as cold as Winter without him.

I just hope we can snap out of our doldrums before arriving at D’s tomorrow.