I never realized...

how short childhood was, yours or mine. When you are in, it seem like forever. I would have relaxed more, and taken more pictures. Remember when you thought you were adopted because there were no baby pictures of you?

We are meant to grow, go, and enjoy all of life's stages, and those who love us wish us this, peace and happiness.

The first Dear Gretchen,

3/23/some year past

I started this book for you in January. I was going to fill it with words of wisdom to see you through, the strands of hair I leave behind. You called last night; your friend lost her father. It scared you. I wish; I've wished that I could protect you againist death, but I can't, yours, mine, or his. I would be stealing part of living. It would not be fair.

I love you and should the unforseen happen; this is closure. You were always a pleasure often a challenge. When you were little and wore boots, because you wanted control, you celebrated your self. Then as you grew you got tough on yourself. I don't know why..
Remember you still have the magic, reach inside those boots and pull it out.

to be continued...after Grace

Snook's @ 40

Xmas 2017.

After Irma.

Edwards before Irma 2017.

Georgia February 2017