winding a way through the maze surrounding us finding the paths that stories from yesterdays laid down. enjoying the vistas from high grounds and pondering the voids from the depths in darkness.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
whose stubborn ears??
hehehe - I remember arguing with Dad about a lot of things we (or I) wanted to do and he thought either "not helpful or a waste of time" - that we had not much else to do fell on stubborn ears ... did I say stubborn??? this feels a lot like looking into a mirror ... doph!!
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So many wonderful stories lay undisturbed, waiting, in the pebbles along the paths our lives have taken ...
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We lived in very different families though under the same roof - as you have always said! I never challenged Dad like you and Wendy did, so never had a conversation like this with him.
ReplyDeleteHey Jane - you are not stubborn - you are quite reasonable and what you do is based on good sense! (Well - at least most of what you do. There have been a few things that didn't make sense (not mentioning one thing in particular!) Yikes!
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