Sunday, 15 February 2009
A memory from Christmas
I had not seen my daughter Sahara for more than a year this past December and we had not spent a Christmas together for more than 14 years, until the winter of 2008. And so we talked and ate and talked the untold stories for days on end. Many other tales and anecdotes, and stories we thought had been lost, all came rushing forth and many more will have to wait until next time.
For the time being I will have to look at my files and pull out a few memories, one at the time every now and then, so I can be reminded of the great times we spent together in England, of all places.