presents?

only Hachimo (hatchimal) matters?

playing mummy for the four year old. 

Christmas 2016

moments of reflection

It's hard and tearful to know that a milestone occured in our lives at the end of October.  My cousin Banjo was only 39, that's like two and a half years younger than me, a bit young to have left us forever.   We wouldn't be able to witness his talent on stage and hear his laughter again.  His high school alumni class lost one of their pillars and our family lost a very popular member.  It hurts.  He was beguiling as he was kind. He was a shining light.  There are others who project negativity by just merely existing.  But sometimes things happen and we query, we stare in wonder, we shed a tear.  I'm grateful for all his help during our darkest times. Now, we limber, we walk with a stick, a bit more frail than the last time.