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Friday, December 21, 2012




The Walk With Jeanne




We both stared at the gift. We looked at each other and remembered something, but more than anything,
we grasped with the fragility of it all. The sand whipped against our legs and the water splashed over our feet spraying the undersides of our skirts.

Two artists creating the most special moment. Creating a friendship by the sea.
That was my morning on the day the world ended. I didn't see a whale but I saw the possibility of love and felt grateful for all my blessings. Merry Christmas.