From Vocalizing to Preaching!

 Suddenly, as Fiorella was working on a vocal exercise to reclaim her on-and-off singing voice, she realized that she'd lost her ability to whistle--so now, the house is going to ring with two kinds of musical sounds, the shrill and the shriller. 😁

About Fio's wardrobe closet as mentioned earlier--it needs some help, but first, she needs a bigger closet. You can't stuff all of an...uh....mature woman's wardrobe into a closet that was designed for a child.

Hip, hip, hooray--the stove that the family bought yesterday was delivered today and will be installed tomorrow, which means Fiorella will have a salmon feast of her own making in a day or two....she hopes.

All in all, though, your girl is despondent--weepy--and she doesn't know why. Maybe because she awakened lost memories when she told Son L about the magic wooded castle in Akron tended by Patty Casteele, a playmate from up the street. Maybe because when your girl went back to Akron years later, the wood had been mowed down and no one remembered a magic girl named Patty.😞

Fio wonders if there is anyone who still remembers her from the places in which she has had her abodes. Did she made any mark on you? Spread any love, laughter, beauty, or kindness? If she has, please take up your own cudgel, wave your hand, kick back your heels, and try to make the world a better place. And if you didn't do anything of the above, try it...you'll like it.😊