This is
my first OFFICIAL note to my fellow mind walkers. I like that phrase. It describes where I am at the moment - as my
physical self cranks down, my mental self seems to be revving up.
I sit in
the big chair in our living room, the one that Brenda says is in the Stickley
style and which has massive arms just right for resting my arms or for perching
my meals, and pretty much stay put for the day, with occasional laps through
the living room, kitchen and dining rooms.
My friends cannot get over for daily visits, which is so different from
when we lived in Bryn Athyn, where I knew everyone up and down every
street.
It is different from my
Australian home with Mike & Kerry, which is next door to the pastor's house
which is next door to the church which is next door to Baringa (a guest
house).
I dearly love Squirrel Haven,
our home here on Pheasant Run, but part of me will always be homesick for
Woodland Road and Dudley Street.
Until I
can get out & about again - after surgery on my totally shot right
shoulder, I will content myself with
being a cyber Grammie.
Love to
all - M/G/N/AK/K
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