A Duet When I was about 8 years old, I sang Something's Happened to Daddy in church. My father was not a church-goer so the guy I sang with was my mother's friend's husband. Papa keeps coming to my mind these days. January is the month he was felled by a massive coronary. Next week on the 14th is the anniversary of his death. The only times he ever set foot in church were during weddings and funerals of family and friends. I remember him being present in church eagerly when I was a flower girl at an aunt's wedding. Finally he entered church one more time. At his own funeral. I made sure church was the very place he went to before the cemetery. I only wished he was the one I sang with. Amy hosts head over to Signs, Miracles and Wonders for more music or to join ************************************ Guns n' Roses and the Hunchback of Abella My childhood was what can most likely be called normal. There was a balance of happy and sad memories. Today's
practising the art of adventure
Comments
HEHE
Tonight warm fish on the menu ;)
Go fast catching fish
otherwise they swim away....
To Kathy and Dora, they're called catfish
To Momstart, thanks
To Anya, leave some for me! :-)
To Black Cat, I remember your story about your friend's catfish ... . It's a wonderful feeling to be near them because they're so friendly
To Sukhmandir Kaur, you're right, they're catfish; and there's a battalion of them in the park
To The Bumbles, that's a good caption too :-)
To Indrani, thanks; that's lovely coming from you :)