The best portion of a good man’s life is his little
nameless, unencumbered acts of kindness and of love...
nameless, unencumbered acts of kindness and of love...
Every so often Facebook brings up a memory form a
past event or place in our lives. Recently it has been many
memories of Branson. I do miss it and I think fondly
of everyone still there that we consider friends.
Many places we loved, and as Arvid keeps reminding me,
"the food was very good." We found the best frozen custard
there. I could, really welcome some of that right now.
Wednesday begins with lots of wind. It has already
rained heavily this morning, but thankfully when I was
ready to go feed the kitties/walk there was no rain.
I have been restless in Puerto Rico for a long time now.
Arvid is finally there. This is good. Because when he
is restless then I am sure we will soon need a change.
Home is looking closer every day. I hope.
Hello new day. Surprise us 😍.
In order to write about life first you must live it...
~Nadiya~
