10 January 2012

And then she was too grown up for her mother's liking...

She has an email address. Be still my heart.

Thanks Edmonton Public.

And so,

I had to send her an email.

Yes, I did.

She was thrilled.

My heart smiled.



I just don't want to know what is next.
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A Favourite Poem

I fall
down a lot
specially on starry nights
some might say
"Look out where you're going"
I could call back
"You misunderstand my travel plans"

William Nichols

This is from my bus transfer from 20 September 1999. I still have it!