Roger’s blog

Last night at another great dinner and evening, a discussion of Meg’s blog came up. Guest blog? What is that, what the hell should I write about? Those who know me well and read this will be surprised I am not going to write about me! I won’t go into detail about how we met Meg, but having her and her family in our life has seriously enriched mine and Jim’s. I had to think what anecdote, what story about our life with Meg could I write about, and then it came to me. Some words in our huge language you never think about. “Cozy” was one of those, a word that meant something different to me until I met Meg. Small, that was about it, to me. Nothing else. Meg loves “cozy.“ Since my beloved Jim is the master of vocabulary, and the English language, I thought I had better check the Oxford dictionary ... comfortable, warm, and secure ...that’s it! After the last involving years of knowing Meg and her family I never hear that word without thinking about her. On a recent respite to a wonderfully atmospheric lodge, we were introduced to an owner of the hotel and, that’s right, her name was Cozy. For three great days, whenever I saw her, I saw Meg. Now cozy is a state of mind, the peace and security one gets from those close to you. Eating breakfast with B&B guests, sharing great stories with family and friends, complete trust, a quiet moment. Cozy: it means a lot to me. Thanks, Meg.

You see? (This is Meg now.  I just cut and pasted and then read it over once it had it secure on my site.  How nice is that!  What a sweetheart that Rog is.  Not to mention travel expert extraordinaire.  Check him out at RogerKershaw.com.)  Hmm… I wonder what Jim’s going to write about.

Posted by Meg Tilly on Saturday, November 22, 2008 in