Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Monday, January 9, 2006
Now I am JoeIt wasn't long ago that everytime I walked out my kitchen door, I found Joe there. Leaning up against his truck ...smoking a cigarette, gazing at the skies, smiling at the world I lived in. I would pull in my drive way, harried from the commute home and there he would stand, smiling. I know he didn't stand there all day, he created hundreds of thousands of projects in the 12 years I
The bluest eyes. Eyes the color of a perfect sky. That is where I will begin and end. With those blue eyes…..that danced in laughter at the absurdities that life blessed her with…an everyday life chocked full of calamities…. Teetering ladders, lost keys, speeding tickets, broken arms. Those blue eyes that sparkled with childlike delight at the magical moments….Caitlin’s first sentence,(A VERY,
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