Is there anyone else out there who writes important notes--like an upcoming birthday or the exact time you are supposed to take a pill--on the palm of his/her hand like your girl does?
Fiorella thanks the Good Lord that she had a mother who wasn't afraid to shinny up a step ladder taller than she was to hammer a nail into the wall for whatever was necessary--in this case for one of your girl's paintings. Yes, Fio's still working on the studio.
Christmas is coming and Son L is out front draping strings of lights over the shrubbery and still-blooming roses, but maybe things will change in the next couple of weeks. Just so we don't get the same weather as last year--the snowstorm that left Fiorella house-bound, cold, hungry, and on the edge of freezing to death.
A lot has changed for your girl since last year--she's sharing a newish house with Son L and his family, set up an art studio for herself, really gotten to know her granddaughter, made contacts with some of her old friends, and is doing her best to move forward.
Excitement is in the air! We'll be rescuing the piano from storage today. Pray that it will still work....
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