Hey Lulu. The other night I had another post-apocalyptic zombie dream. I have those a lot, but they're
never nightmares. Usually, I'm with a couple people wandering around the cities and suburbs
which are abandoned. You were in the one I had last. A bunch of your college friends
and you were on bikes and showed mom and me the importance of a good mountain bike in
the carless world. Then you saw a bundle in a ditch about 30 metres away and went to find
out what it was. It was the dead, frozen ape that started the whole outbreak. We made
you wash your hands. Thoroughly.
Ray, I am really happy your dream of attending Manchester to continue studying has come true.
Continue to follow your dreams always. I love you lots and hope this year brings you lots
of exciting adventures, new friends, success and happiness. I will miss you lots and lots.
Hugs, mommy.
Slim. Saw this card and I thought I would send it off to you. I'm so very proud of your
accomplishments and I want you to know how lucky I think you are to be able to do what
you are doing this year. Part of me wants to be you and study the things you are studying
in that marvellous and historic environment. I love you and will always be proud of you.
Love me.
Hello. Happy anniversary for you yesterday. I hope you got my text that explains why this
poem I wrote for you both is late. The Tupper's internet isn't working. Anyway, I hope you
like.
On the coach to see the tuts, thought I'm not in Mexico and that sucks. And I miss you
loads, but I'm still happy and I'll tell you why I'm a happy me. Not only because they're
playing the Zootons live from the electric drums, but because a few years back in our
family we had a lack. Not for a mummy, she was always there, but for a different grown-up
someone to also love and care. And since the day I met him, I commend mummy's choice for
Jed dressed in his leathers with that scary teacher voice. Together we've had laughs
of cup of teas and such and simply come to love each other all very much. We've even
had a new addition to balance the female house and they've both sneaked into their position
each like a quiet mouse.
Hmm. Now following that last poor use of rhyme, I'm going to go and take the time to send
this poem to G and T, that is, besides a drink, the most fab significant couple in my whole
life I think. And I know an anniversary should be between the married pair, but I feel this
marriage has truly been a family affair. So now, after six years time, the celebration
is yours and mine. And so glad am I that you are still living out adventures, even if it
means I'm with the grand rents who will soon be wearing dentures. Well, maybe that wasn't
very nice, but I love them to bits. It was just another place where a rhyme nicely fits.
But joking apart, I love you both lots and I'm off to party with the Jess and consume
birthday shots.
Great.
Dearest Lara, the card pretty much says how I feel, how proud I am of you. You're a very
accomplished young woman who will go far in life. Enclosed is a snood that I made from
Bhush's thread. It's meant to hold your hair in a decorative way. Since it's my first one,
I can see that I should make adjustments. Technically, it goes with the crown of your
head. With all your hair, try pinning it and putting it to your hair at the nape of your
neck. Love you always, mom.
All books to see. Get into Piccadilly on Thursday 15th at 5.07pm. Leave on the Sunday 18th at
12.35pm. Got a presentation the next day, so must be back for Monday morning. And I've
cleared a day off work for them as well.
Hey Lara, I know it's been a crazy couple of years for you and that I won't be letting
up anytime soon, but I just wanted to tell you to stop every day and look at something
beautiful. When you're feeling low, beautiful thoughts and energies can really put a fire
in your belly. Kindle that flame and let it burst forth from you so everyone can see
the beauty that's in you. It's really bright. Love, Julia.
Ray, I love you. I hope you're still happy living in England. I love you. I miss you
and me in England living together. Ray, you do not know how beautiful you are, ever.
Slim, keep up your drive on those papers. Hard work leads to dream holiday. Be consistent
each day in getting some done. Okay, enough. It's Monday morning and I'm eating some of
my home baked Johnny cake with honey on it. Then off to downtown and finishing a business
report tonight. Shoulder continues to mend. Love, me.
For years you thought smiling was wrinkling your nose like the girl in bewitched.
Hey, Lara. Yesterday I bought a new sketchbook. It has balloons on the front in a style of
a Polaroid pic. I love it and drew some twigs and a bird made almost entirely out of wings
and a floating tree. I'm letting my amaryllis die for the winter. I'm glad it flowered even
though it was just for a few days. Right now the lions are actually going into overtime
against the Vikings. I'm not paying much attention, but, you know, it's kind of cool. I'm going
to donate blood tomorrow. Hopefully I'll make it to a cider mill, too. Scotty says hi and
he misses you, too. Love, Julia. We are five hours earlier than you in the UK. When we
stopped daylight savings time in November there will be six hours difference, but right
now there's five hours. By the way, you got a check from Wayne State probably from your
last weeks of work. I haven't opened it. What do you want me to do with it? Where should
it be deposited? Savings? It was wonderful skyping with you this evening. You looked
tired but wonderful. I'm really happy for you and especially glad that you're already
exploring campus. Love, Mom. Can't you sleep, little bear? Need a lantern for the darkness
all around you.
