I've been having more little cries lately. I start thinking about my Mom and I miss her so much. Then I'll start thinking about my Dad and how much I miss him. I feel so old without my parents.
Last night, I was having trouble getting into the tub (keeping the cast dry while sitting in a plastic patio chair) and I just sat there and had a good little bawl. Hubby thought I had hurt myself, but I was feeling sorry for myself.
My Dad sends me hawks. They come sit nearby and just watch me while I'm working outside. I swear I never saw one here when he was alive. I hope my Mom sends me butterflies!
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 SANDY
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