Maybe you don't know, but while I like many different kinds of music, I especially like certain kinds of country, Not all of it by no means. Jan gave me an Alan Jackson CD a while ago. Titled PRECIOUS MEMORIES. Never play it when you are melancholy. It is an album of old, old hymns. One he closes with, I have never heard. I WANT TO STROLL OVER HEAVEN WITH YOU. I take it that it means with a loved one. Well I guess I was in for good cry, since I haven't had one lately. It is strange how it hits you so sudden. I wasn't expecting it. But it felt good, as I pictured Truman and me walking together again. Now I am the first to say I do not know what Heaven will be like. But like most humans, we picture only what we know and that is not a lot. I do know I will love it but can't wait to see it . Of course I had a little talk with myself and decided to do something for someone in need. A dear friend, really from long ago. that I connected with again here, had a stroke. I have been meaning to visit her. I do hate visiting in Siena where Truman was. But I did what I could and made her a small vase of 6 paper tissue flowers in pastel colors. It was pretty. She knew me and was happy to see me. I felt better.
Betty Boop
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