“Darling, I’m afraid I have some bad news.” I’ve called mama from my car driving home from work. I hear the sadness and seriousness in her tone, and I steel myself. I debate whether I should pull over and more safely brace myself for whatever I am to learn.
Just to cheer you up, Hugo: think of all the trees and buildings (not to mention hill, mountains and oceans) that will survive you!
We also had to fell our walnut tree. A kind woodworker made us each a bowl out of the wood!