I miss my wombie.

I miss my wombie. I miss my twin. Not in a sad way. In a ” what’s up with you ” way.

I’m thinking of you, sis. How are you?

Your 🦁 Detroit Lions won today. I miss the sound of your voice, sis.

Look after Russell and Jr. and all who have gone before.

I’m sad, sis. Maybe, just a little bit…*sigh *…

I have been enjoying my football. I have a new friend, sis.

You would really like him. We crack each other up and get on the other’s last nerve.

We got into a huge fight last week. I wanted to kick him to the curb. I did for an hour or so. We made up. I think. For now 😅🥹

He did something awfully thoughtful, last night. I may keep him around. He laughs at my jokes. He is super smart. He enjoys Geordi and Data and Picard. One can’t have enough Star Trek  Next Generation friends…hehe

I gotta go, sis. The beloveds need tending to.  I need tending to…*sigh*

Yell at The Giants for losing in such spectacular fashion.

missing you 
Me

P.S. Life is short, beloveds. It’s okay to miss loved ones. It’s okay to reminisce. It’s okay to enjoy what you did before loss or hard moved in 

Be encouraged. Enjoy every moment. Think I’ll go see if my friend wants to watch something ridiculous…

I love this! I can express a million versions of me. I am so grateful for technology that allows me to dream where I can see.

I wonder if anyone can understand what I mean. I have had to reinvest myself. I have had to picture myself in new settings.

I think I shall set myself next to The Sydney Opera House…🥰

Where would you put yourself if you could. Give me some ideas and we’ll go together ❤️