Those eyes are tired. I can tell just at a glance what her little mood is ...... and she has lots of them. She is a talker and loves to share everything going on in her world. Smart as a whip and talented, too. I have told her just how pretty she is, so she must know. She tells me how much she loves me, too. One of my favorite memories is of her combing my hair and in a sing-song voice saying, "So soft, so pretty." I feel so fortunate to have this little girl in my life.
The internet is back up and running here in the kampground!! Finally, after almost three weeks of intermittent service. I will be able to comment!! I could read some of my favorite blogs, but couldn't comment. Sometimes I could comment and then I would get over-confidant and type in sage wisdom and wit, only to lose it before I could actually post it. I, no doubt, could have rid you all of your most pressing issues had those comments not been lost in the big void of unpublished comments!
Thanks to all of you for thinking of me as I went to see my friend, Paul. Kamp buddy Yvonne stepped in with her usual gusto and took care of the kampground today so that both of us could leave and go see him. Cancer is a horrible thing. We did get to talk to him and he recognized us. Patti is in pretty good spirits, all things considered. I think it will hit her hardest when he is actually gone. It was incredibly sad seeing our friend wasting away. I am glad that we were able to see him, though.
Now I am going to read ..............