reflecting on the journey, I see light and love peeking through each corner that you turned. Even the surprises and the accidents were all in the path that is. As usual, I am surrounding you and your family with love and prayers. I’m going on my own adventure to Virginia tomorrow. I will return at the end of the month. I look forward to looking into your eyes and seeing the reflection of who you are is it continues to change like the revolving doors of awareness and adventure.
weenies who travel, what a treat! the Bronte portrait where branwell erased himself . . . and he slowly appears is so haunting. One of my favorites. Such a lovely tribute to Cousin Mo, I remember when you met her and how magical those stories were and are <3
Thank you Kerry for all your beautiful stories. Yes, some memories and stories are hard to bear- but the journeys continue and you embrace all. Much love!
Always a treat to travel with you. We were in London last September and saw so many different places than you, but the flavor of the city comes through. Thank you for more about Cousin Mo, and that sense of reaching out because you know she's there . . . wishing you many joys for your summer and the next months of your sabbatical --
Sadly, the phone thefts happen in many places… I’m recently returned from Colombia with very few photos, because I was warned to never show my phone. (There it’s also common for thieves on motorbikes to reach right into a car window and snatch it)
reflecting on the journey, I see light and love peeking through each corner that you turned. Even the surprises and the accidents were all in the path that is. As usual, I am surrounding you and your family with love and prayers. I’m going on my own adventure to Virginia tomorrow. I will return at the end of the month. I look forward to looking into your eyes and seeing the reflection of who you are is it continues to change like the revolving doors of awareness and adventure.
weenies who travel, what a treat! the Bronte portrait where branwell erased himself . . . and he slowly appears is so haunting. One of my favorites. Such a lovely tribute to Cousin Mo, I remember when you met her and how magical those stories were and are <3
Thank you Kerry for all your beautiful stories. Yes, some memories and stories are hard to bear- but the journeys continue and you embrace all. Much love!
Always a treat to travel with you. We were in London last September and saw so many different places than you, but the flavor of the city comes through. Thank you for more about Cousin Mo, and that sense of reaching out because you know she's there . . . wishing you many joys for your summer and the next months of your sabbatical --
Sadly, the phone thefts happen in many places… I’m recently returned from Colombia with very few photos, because I was warned to never show my phone. (There it’s also common for thieves on motorbikes to reach right into a car window and snatch it)
and sending hugs too for all the family joys and sorrow and wonderings