Friday, March 4, 2011
for Lindsay Ann
My own mama is coming on Wednesday to take care of me.
Her words: I know you will be busy. I just want to help you get ready, do your laundry, be there.
I am soooo glad she will be here. She knows. I will be coming undone, losing things, running late, crying behind my sunglasses. She will be calm, have just what I need and save her tears for the drive over the mountain.
Lindsay, when I am 79 years old, I will come to your house and help you pack for your dream come true. I will bring the little scrap of embroidered fabric wrapped around the picture of Grandma T that my mom stuck in my purse on Wednesday. "Someone to watch over you, ya know."
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This has made my heart flop over and kick up a mess of tears in my eyes. I love you, Cathy! Truly I do. I'm so proud of you, stepping into this incredible dream.
I'm sure your mom is crying because you said she's 79.Ü
It's a beautiful post and it did bring tears to my eyes. I'm sure grandma T will be watching over you and Nat. Good luck to you Cathy and we will need a full report when you come back.
Love you Cat
When Lindsay is my age, I will be 79.
Don't cry Mom. I know you are younger than I am.
i had a dream last night that they wanted natalie to try and cross over this river and fight the lions.
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