Jan. 14

A couple of times a week, I walk Dixie down the hill(easy) to the lagoon, and then on a path. Today was sorta cool because as we were walking, a man kid ran by and called out” hi Yoni”. That’s my grandma name.It was my grandson . It made me feel as if I were in a small village. I actually knew someone . Then walking backup the hill( hard) , I saw a neighbor walking her dog. Now I recognize two people. I almost feel as if I am a native. Then to culminate this feeling of belonging, I looked up as Dixie sniffed a grassy spot and I saw an eagle fly right over my head. That is when I wished that I was with someone so that I could share that special sighting. And being with someone was a thought that I had had just moments before when I was walking next to the lagoon. Out of nowhere, the thought that Bob would have loved to be walking around this open space, the lagoon, having a grandkid call out as he ran by, just

popped into my head. There are periods of time when I don’t think of Bob and then just something makes me think of him and  how he would have just enjoy what ever was going on. All good.

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04.07 | 08:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

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