Once upon a time I had this friend. We were very close. My kid called her "Auntie". She made my husband and I godparents to hers. Given the problems I have with my own family, it was a really big deal for me to cross that line from friend to family with someone I'm not actually related to. It was nice
( Read more... )
When I say - “I don’t know. If you came over I could, (at least in theory) get something done. Or ...at least it would give him a chance to see another person this week” - what I’m really saying is Please help.
Whenever I hear keys jingling around here, I think of you. It's not sad, though. In a way, it's like you're still stomping around, keeping your eye on things. Walk me to my car, will 'ya?
I need a make-over. New shoes. New jeans. New shirts to fit my new figure. A hair cut. Oh, yes. Maybe even some new highlights. A new winter coat. Black, still, but trim. And a colorful scarf.
I have a been a very good girl this year, I promise.
Delaware is a small state. If you spend the day out & about, you're bound to run into someone you know. My Sunday, though, was like a "This is Your Life" episode played out in chance reunions
( Read more... )