i was 23 (almost 24) when i had my first young 'un.
he turns 27 on monday, and is off to see his brother
(one of them) in germany. so happy. now i wonder:
did i look like this? in my mind's eye and thru the
lens of time, i think (wink) i might have. well...
almost? well. well? at least my hair was red.
here's what i started to say: dear tea and cactus,
this is wonderful. have traveled to see you, often,
from lovely, lovely theue. thank you.