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From:"oliviadlennon" <oliviadlennon@gmail.com>
Date:Mon, Nov 16, 2015 at 4:10 PM
The unusual warmth of today's sun on this normally chilly November day has me sitting outside.
My routine of unlocking the top deadbolt to my front door to allow key access and closing the door, was interrupted by the pull of the sun's command that I come outside and play. So I did. I played words with 3 of my neighbors, exchanging stories of good will, family, advise and blessings.
Did I tell you he brought me flowers, a dozen red roses. He brought them to me at 9am yesterday coming to pick me up for church. This he is my loving grandson who is showing me his good side this week after a week of shall we say, an extremely uncaring attitude. Let's hope it sticks.
All is well in my world right now, there is a peacefulness to the quiet of a normal day of car engines, doors closing and hello's to passersbys.
No loud unwanted music blaring from someone's radio, oops, spoke to soon! The activity seems be picking up pace, oh yeah, it's get off, get out time. Getting out of school, getting off work. The sounds are now a changing.
I'll go in at first chill. The wide-brim hat has come off. The hat was a necessity from the shining sun in my eyes as I tried to read from the screen on my phone. I was replete with flip-flops to feel the warmth of the sun. There's no healing for me like the sun on my skin or water.
Well it's time to call it a day as I'm feeling a chill to my senses from the noises, yes now it's noise. Noise that has assulted this bea
From:"oliviadlennon" <oliviadlennon@gmail.com>
Date:Mon, Nov 16, 2015 at 4:10 PM
The unusual warmth of today's sun on this normally chilly November day has me sitting outside.
My routine of unlocking the top deadbolt to my front door to allow key access and closing the door, was interrupted by the pull of the sun's command that I come outside and play. So I did. I played words with 3 of my neighbors, exchanging stories of good will, family, advise and blessings.
Did I tell you he brought me flowers, a dozen red roses. He brought them to me at 9am yesterday coming to pick me up for church. This he is my loving grandson who is showing me his good side this week after a week of shall we say, an extremely uncaring attitude. Let's hope it sticks.
All is well in my world right now, there is a peacefulness to the quiet of a normal day of car engines, doors closing and hello's to passersbys.
No loud unwanted music blaring from someone's radio, oops, spoke to soon! The activity seems be picking up pace, oh yeah, it's get off, get out time. Getting out of school, getting off work. The sounds are now a changing.
I'll go in at first chill. The wide-brim hat has come off. The hat was a necessity from the shining sun in my eyes as I tried to read from the screen on my phone. I was replete with flip-flops to feel the warmth of the sun. There's no healing for me like the sun on my skin or water.
Well it's time to call it a day as I'm feeling a chill to my senses from the noises, yes now it's noise. Noise that has assulted this bea
