…and more packing to do.
In the midst of packing, I come across notes that my mate and I wrote to each other…scraps of paper with hearts and love. I travelled through time reading each note, remembering different times and adventures – all experienced together with love.
Picked up an email from my mate…an invitation to go to New York with him…
Grateful today for
my mate,
the love we share,
and all the incredible adventures we have had.
When Yahoo Answers was first released, three dickenses posted a question. “Can you have intimacy with no attachment?” Never forgot one of the answers that came in… “I define intimacy as ‘in to see me’.” Sharing this in conversation prompted looking up the latin origin of intimacy. The word “intimacy”…
In the last few days… Cycled by Moss Park and saw 6 people providing food to people in the park, In a hospital waiting room watched one person waiting share his sandwich with a patient – a stranger. Touched by the kindness seen. I love this city. Grateful today to…
Whirlwind of a day… From Milton to Huron, then to Envision and finally settled into our new transitional digs… complete with balcony to photograph from. A jolly visit with a gardenista, and now the day ends… Missing only my mate. It is always challenging to sleep without my mate… tonight,…