- a long phone conversation with my friend H, sans kids (what a difference it makes to be able to complete a thought).
- holding Mica.
- Orlando's haircut. Somehow I see the tiny child in him again.
- winter.
- the mantra, om dum durgayei namaha.
Orlando is grateful for...
- lying on top of Papa and reading on the couch.
- lying on you right now.
- that I have short hair now and my hair is not in my eyes and I don't have to get it off and it falls down and get it off and it falls down.
- just cuddling with you.
- lying down on mine own, by myself.
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