I love my mother.
This is my mother when she was a young woman, probably even younger than I am now.
I think she looks beautiful, and that she's beautiful, still.
She's strong and wonderful and at the moment she's sad, but she will feel better.
Winter on the coast.
I'm back and a lot has happened. I'm now a lecturer and I teach people things. It's unbelievably rewarding to go to 'work' and to know the possibility is there that you're making a difference in someone's life. It has also been hot . Way too hot ... Almost unbearably hot. And I've decided that I want to live on the coast in an area where it's mostly autumn/winter. {I want cool, misty, wet days somewhere where it's green and quiet and beautiful.} Somewhere where it looks something like this: A girl can dream, right?
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