fly low
i did not wanna get up this morning…started the drumming cd…made coffee and breakfast…i’m sorry peachy, i gotta wake you up if you wanna get thru atlanta before afternoon traffic…she’s up, got the rest of her stuff packed and loaded in the truck…i took my toy and we went down to the shell station for her to fill up and to share the end of the “peachy oh my gods” with ronnie…laughter and goodbye hugs and i followed behind and watched her pull onto I-40…off to the store for more baking supplies…fly low peachy, Creator be with her…got a few texts and then rode the last 5 miles home with her by telephone…she’s safe and sound at mt vernon hill…come back again SOON, my sweet SISTA…i do sooooooo love you madly! big SMILE
