Monday, March 30, 2009



Dave and I’s 430am goodbye was sad- despite not wanting to cry… a few silent ones escaped as I bade farewell to my dear friend An and then a few more fell as Dave and I shared our last embrace…one which I can still feel in my belly. To write more makes me sad, even now… so I will leave it at that.


Anonymous said...

Oh sweetheart, love is sublime and the yearning a sword. Stay in love because it lives in you and when you see him again you will recognise each other immediately. What a beautiful African adventure. Bigs hugs Aunty Lesxxx

Joannie said...

Wow, what a story Kathy, am dying to meet the guy who swept you off your feet! And with the African background, all the trappings for a movie - the moonlights swims, the wildlife, the cafes and bars, the people on the trip, the fever, the beauty, the love, anger and more, I guess all I can say, Kath, is to try and have a safe landing - if you know what I mean. Take care and love from us, Joannie and fam XX