Were you my protector? Perhaps. Yes, I can see you in that light; as My companion, and the one holding Me tight, your arms a protective Circle, you by my side, caring and Guiding. Protecting me, you, my Champion always by my side. You Were my protector. Yes, and my Companion, my friend, my loverContinue reading “Protected”
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Our haunts
During the early years of the journey, Burt had destinations. He used to love to sit outside the HHS lobby; he befriended one of the security guards, Mr. Phillips, and would converse himself whenever we went there. The route was across the 78th Street bridge over the Drive and down the East River Esplanade. IContinue reading “Our haunts”
Remembering Burt
My friend D warmed me by letting me know she was sharing remembrances of Burt with the doormen. She said she was also talking about him with her sister and their parents. Burt and I used to see D’s parents at Sedutto’s. They would take D’s girls for ice cream, I’m guessing once a week.Continue reading “Remembering Burt”
this is our life 