Don’t ask me. No idea why I chose that title. Except that I’m writing about my sister-in-law, Bridged, and I was looking for a clever title. (Unless you’re a blogger, you have no idea, the pressure to come up with a quippy, catchy, clever title for you posts; it’s exhausting.)
Bridged is married to Marty.
Marty is Rick’s youngest brother.
They live here in Bellingham.
For 9 more weeks.
Then they will live in Katmandu, Nepal.
That’s right, KATMANDU, NEPAL! Sounds a lot like TimBukTu to me! And I’ve been putting off talking about it or writing about it because, well, it puts that little lump in my throat, and my eyes start stinging and watering.
I don’t know much about Nepal. I only know it is a LONG way away.
If you’ve read my blog for very long, you know that we do stuff with Marty and Bridged. We have dinners, we watch movies, we go wine-tasting. We drop in for coffee and stay for pickles. They try to get us to go out dancing at 9:30 at night. We say no.
In preparing for their new life far away from family Bridged is learning to use a digital SLR camera. Hopefully this week she will start her blog, one way they will be able to share with us their new life in a new country.
There, see? That wasn’t so hard. I didn’t even shed a tear!