I just learned that Bebe’s husband, Mike, passed away last week.

It’s seems both cruel and comical that we get such a short space of time in which to fit all the things that we idly plan; and that we then spend most of that time planning rather than doing; or just working in order to afford the plans.

During his thirty something years, Mike worked as a part of something very small that changed the world profoundly. He also found a loving and devoted partner who shared every moment, the good, and the less good.

That’s more than most people dream of, but less than they both deserved. Our thoughts are with Bebe right now.