Oh, hello, darling! I miss you as though I've taken a trip and will see you, long train ride and laundry and folding and refolding and nap-in-my-bed-again behind me, as soon as I am home-home again. Isn't that strange, and not at all strange?
I was about to tell you that I'm sorry you're rather sick, and THEN, you called it nice. Ha!
I miss your cupcakes, too. Little silver drops and everything. And if I plan then as I do now, my second daughter will be named Chloe. (My first, Eden.)
I miss you too. Jools and I both do. And I am gratified to hear that he sent you a newsy email last week which I feel at least in part makes up for my silence.
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Chloe and Eden are beautiful names. There is a coastal town in NSW called Eden. It is, obviously, beautiful.
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Shared with all: you are happy. Saved for private enjoyment: you are proud.
It makes such sense--there's real joy there!
I enjoy your journal so much :-)
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You are unfailingly encouraging!
Love, of course,
ME
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I was about to tell you that I'm sorry you're rather sick, and THEN, you called it nice. Ha!
I miss your cupcakes, too. Little silver drops and everything. And if I plan then as I do now, my second daughter will be named Chloe. (My first, Eden.)
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Chloe and Eden are beautiful names. There is a coastal town in NSW called Eden. It is, obviously, beautiful.
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I love your imaginings.
I love you.
♥
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