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Went to a short lunchtime concert at Sam’s church, five vocal solos with piano to celebrate Wagner’s 200th birthday. It was a block from her home and we walked over there.
In the evening we drove back to Karen’s and our mutual good friend Kathleen came. We talked into the night till we finally had to say, you’ve got to be in your classroom at eight with an hour’s drive home now–we have got to let you go.
Today while Sam’s doing her infusion thing we’re having lunch with another old friend, and then back to Baltimore to spend more time with her. She told me not to feel guilty about my friend time, that she sees her friends when she comes home, hey. It’s part of what you do.
Well yes, but, she’s who we came for.
Karen showed us the momma robin in her nest just outside Karen’s back door. We were careful not to disturb her.
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Just knowing your parents are there in the same city can be a comfort, even if they are not within arm’s reach. Enjoy! It will make her happy, too. :-}
Comment by Diana Troldahl 05.23.13 @ 4:08 pmIt’s ALWAYS good to meet up with old friends — and daughters! Enjoy!
Comment by Don Meyer 05.23.13 @ 4:24 pmI wish I could just scitch over and see you but but but………
Ah heck.
🙂
When you’ve traveled that far, you need to squeeze in a little “old friend” time.
Comment by Jody 05.24.13 @ 5:52 amBetween Afton north of you and me and a whole bunch of others south of you, you should be feeling quite hugged! Enjoy the visit and congratulations again to the newly minted doc.
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