If you won’t eat anymore how will I show you love? If you won’t speak how could I fathom? If you weren’t here anymore how will I substantiate loving you? No, it’s never the same cliche The living do not
June 2017
As A Work In Progress for Mini
Even though I did not birth you I have held you and, I’ll always hope,at times carried you Even thoughsome may sayEven though it’s complicated Even th(r)ough, so very many things, We could not grasp Nor understand I first met
I was finally appointed co-guardian of Mini today
The only thing this was, more than difficult, is worthwhile.
California Dreamin’ – a picture essay
Recently I visited California in order to celebrate Mini’s birthday in person with her