For my granny
That I belonged to you and you to me, for all the things you told me and everything you didn’t, for all the nights you watched the traffic while I made mistakes and friends who know your name today, for all those guys you so graciously met and for the quiet pride I saw on your face when I finally made my choice. You knew before I did that he would call me bella with his eyes closed. For this sensation that my heart is actually breaking under two pressed palms, under the tears we all cry, nearly out of embarrassment at our luck that you were ours and that you loved us.


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I'll be proud if I turn out to be half the woman she was.
R++++
My love and prayers at this sad time.
Kate
Candace
rita
ASH
Scarlett
Little Kate
muchas, muchas gracias ~
y un saludo a el que no hace falta ojos
para darse cuenta de tu encanto
It shoulda been a poem but I couldn't get it out any other way.
and also gratitude for the character my
parents instilled in me: theirs...
and also gratitude for the character my
parents instilled in me: theirs...
Bravo Catch-22! Bravo! And thank you for your kind words to me.