Mama Bee
Joe Rvs mother whom I feel very close to reached out to me. I had just gotten off the phone with Joe Rv crying over the stress with the move out and detaching from Sammycat.
What little i own is packed. Just a matter of moving it to the car. Mama Bee ( my nickname for her) is a great comfort to me. At 75 she has that motherly feeling i have so needed my whole life. I was so distraught I ran off and left all the stuff I was dropping off at Goodwill. Joe jokes that his mother and i are already conspiring.
As we speak im enjoying a comfort lunch of tacos and beans putting off going home, filling that hole i feel in my heart right now.
Im all over the place with this self inflicted one week old tornado i jumped into. My thoughts and feelings are scattered..
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Hm-m-m-m. . . I didn't know the Cubans allowed tacos and beans in Florida. Viva la revolucion? I'm glad to hear of that bit of progress. Tacos and beans are great comfort food. They fill whatever needs filling. Did you know that "taco" is the Spanish word for, "Shoe heel?" Kinda fits.
One of my lifelong fantasies, inspired by reading Pecos Bill as a child, is of riding tornadoes. I think you might have out-done both Bill and I with the tornado you just lassoed. Easy does it Pecos Sage. Keep your heels down. No surprise your thoughts and feelings are scattered. Be patient with the settling process.
It will all work out.......