I felt pretty good on Thursday. Despite spending the day before guzzling barium and watching it trickle through my digestive track via x-ray, I woke up to a beautiful morning and the prospect of 7 a.m. yoga. I was a little wobbly – haven’t been eating much of substance lately due to whatever ails me…
Category: and away she goes…
and away she goes… April 15, 2017
When we were little, my mom used to play a bedtime game with us that she had learned from her dad. I think he must have made it up, but he died when she was only 9 so I never had a chance to ask. The game went like this. Mom grasped my hands, Dad…
and away she goes.... 