You were a ropemaker twisting strings around like hands twisting hands to wash each other free of fray, dirt or sin- to make it strong.  I remember when I could barely walk, you would enter the room and I would devour those few steps in giant bites because you were exciting and you turned every thing into something new. I remember seeing the tip of ( Read more... )

I very much doubt that I have EVER gone so long without making an entry. It's so much easier to catch people up on day-to-day life events than when you have a whole month to cover. I'll try though. indulge me.

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