Hi. I hope you are all having a wonderful holiday weekend. Today Randy and I are meeting my family for lunch. He will meet my father for the first time and spend a bit of time getting to know who I came from and who I leave behind. I am a bit stressed emotionally.
No time for a proper Funch post... but I bring you this treasure. You may recall that I found my friend from school through blogging. He is among many things a writer. Patrick . I thought you might enjoy reading a sample of his work. Enjoy!
http://thesurvivorchronicle.wordpress.com/2010/05/28/las-vegas-1966/
See you tomorrow!
deadwood be done
8 years ago
Just take a couple of deep breaths. What really matters is who you are now. Hope you have a wonderful lunch. A good, stiff cocktail sometimes helps in these matters ;-)
ReplyDeleteCricket-- You understand my heart my friend. It will be okay, just emotional for me. Do you thing for me please... and I know you know what I mean.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you.
ReplyDeleteThat does sound stressful, yet really, what a gift to be able to give over your past to Randy, as well as your future.
ReplyDeleteYour friend's post is AMAZING!
Thanks for the link Ananda girl, and I hope your weekend was wonderful. Good luck with everything and take care.
ReplyDeletePeggy-- Thanks. I think about you too.
ReplyDeletelaura b.-- You always have such a lovely way of looking at things. Yes it is. :-)
ReplyDeleteMr. Shife-- Hi. You are welcome. I hope you enjoy reading it.
ReplyDeleteDid you watch the Indy? My weekend was wonderful.
I hope it all went okay. You are soooooo close now.
ReplyDeleteChurlita-- I am very close now.
ReplyDeleteIn typical style for my family it all got screwed up. The bear got sick... she was Squeaky's ride. They tried to call me but I left my phone at home and had no numbers with me. Max got stranded in another town. My dad got mixed up on the day.
In the end, Randy and I had a quiet lunch where I could wave at Boo... who was cooking his ass off for the crowds of tourists and then we quietly loaded my stuff into his truck and went home.
That's life.