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62108 We may sing beforehand, even in our winter storm, in the expectation of a summer sun at the turn of the year...Let us then be glad and rejoice in the salvation of our Lord... Long warm days... The pace of life slows... A time for picnics and rest in the shade... Lord, help me to rest a while in the cooling shade of your presence. THE ANGEL IS THE ESSENCE OF LOVE. LET LOVE BE AT THE CORE OF MY BEING AND LIFE. THIS ANGEL HELPS ME REALIZE THAT MY CORE IS LOVE. THUS I CAN EXRESS LOVE IN ALL THINGS AND SHARE MY BEING WITH OTHERS. I sure cannot make up my mind what is going to happen today. I want to leave all his stuff that is in the car and head home. I want him to know that he does not have to worry about me keeping him from his friends because the only way I will ever come back to Eugene is when and if he calls and asks me to come and see him. I want him to know that I still love him but I do not take any shit from anyone. If he wants me at any time he has a phone and he can get a hold of me and I will come a fast as I can. I waited in the BiMart parking lot until eight fifty five. I called Mikey and he sounded sleepy. He hesitated but said he wanted the stuff. I drove to the house and Annie was farming in the yard. Mikey was peeking out the door. I told him that here was his stuff and handed him the sack. I gave him the phone and showed him how the voice mail went to Michael’s voice. It made him smile. Annie said give him a hug and I held out my hand to block. I got on face level and said that I was sorry about the visit and that I would not come back until he asked me to come and he had some time to spend with me. Annie asked if I wanted to stay around and I said definitely not and walked away. Tears were pouring down my face several times on the way home. At the rest stop between Hood River and The Dalles I stopped and called him. I got a salad at McDonald’s and read MM email not much except worried about Dom. I emailed her back. Bob called and said he would buy supper so we went to El Cazador and talked about uranium and Robert’s love life. That Kate is a screwball which I sort of thought for a long time. I guess he likes the weird one. I watched the December Boys about some Australian orphans who stuck together rather than be adopted. I called Mikey and he said he had a good day. I hope it was better than mine. | ||
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