This blog is about me and my sister Pam who was killed age 43 in a plane crash on July 3rd 2008 along with the instructor Charlie and her husband Keith who was learning to fly. These stories and thoughts keep me close to her, it's her shrine.
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“Not an aristocracy of power, but an aristocracy of the sensitive, the
considerate and the plucky. Its members are to be found in all nations and
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#9 The Job I did not want to do.
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In the late 60’s I used to go out with a few male friends to a nightclub
owned by a man who was just a year older than me. He was called Don, he had
five n...
sometimes that feeling is so overwhelming that one must give in to it.
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Sometimes you can't sort, interpret, & respond...you just have to feel. I can feel this.
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what a sacred space you have created here. I feel your solitude in this picture.
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a hug from france, dear friend...
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the picture does say so much....especially that there is someone there to take it....
ReplyDeletethanks to all of you dear people for your comments... I didn't know that my husband had taken this photo.. it really touches me too..xo
ReplyDeleteThe curtain and the window frame. Grief spied on.
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