Oh do I miss talking to you. I can remember your smile. I can remember the twinkle in your eyes. But I have trouble 'hearing' your voice. I see your name written in the front cover of books and I run my fingers over the signature. You held this book.This book was important to you. We used to talk about all sorts of things. We used to be able to have different opinions on everything and that was OK.
Kris from Berkley phoned me today around noon and we talked and talked. She remembered when you bought that ring! She loved it too. Been 20 years since we were in San Fran together. I have put a trip to visit Kris down on my bucket list.
Mary came over and we had a great talk later in the afternoon. Its good to have her close by as we can keep an eye on each other. We recognise we are both very independent women quite skilled and talented yet we are both capable of feeling fear paralysis. Lee and I had a deal whereby only one of us would be sick at a time, only one of us would loose our sanity at a time. Perhaps I need to make a deal with Mary! Mary talked about talking to Lee about me. They were always overwhelmed at the amount of energy I had. They used to think they had to keep up to me and I knew that was impossible and unrealistic. My energy levels go up and down as they would with anyone. I remember when I was 40 I could work any 25 year old woman under the table. Not anymore. Now if I feel ambition coming on I either take advantage of it or I ignore it.There is always the option of doing nothing,
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