Wartime Stories:"close your eyes. and open your heart."

I have a pen pal. Someone I hardly know but care very much about and I know he cares about me too. Last night I spent 2 hours just writing page after cathartic, existential page of words to him catching him up on my life and state of mind as it stands. The most striking part of his letter to me (to which I was responding) was a very simple question...

"Lo, what are you most thankful for this year?"

I didn't even have to think or blink an eye. I am thankful for everything. The good, the bad and the ugly. But especially for my bestfriends & sisters.

I would like to take a moment and give a special thanks to 3 important gems in my life. Desiree, Inari & Roxy.
You are the most beautiful women to me. I learn so much from each of you.

I would like to congratulate Des on her film shoot. Babe you did it and you did it looking sexy. All of that hard work pays off in the end. I am so impressed by your burst of confidence over these past few months. You belong with those Flirty Girls and don't ever forget that. I’ll always remember one of our first drunken nights together you said to me (while shaking your finger between the two of us all drunkenly beautiful): “we’re connected. Me and you.” You may not remember this… but I do… because we are. Us living together… is no fleeting chance happening.

Rox. It’s your convocation today and although none of us are there in the audience… at least mom is and that’s all that matters. Congratulations on your Masters. Let’s celebrate on an island with dirty martinis (for you) and shots of tequilia (for me). Remember money is meaningless, memories are treasures.

On Monday November 10 it is Inari’s 21st birthday. The last of the sexless to turn the 2 and 1. She already knows it will be one melancholic trip, as it recently has been for us both. We are in Limbo but remember… the longer we sleep, the more chance we get to dream. Life will be so much sweeter, after the wait. Trust me. That’s all I ask. There is no tragedy that is without its share of humor. Without irony there is no life.

Thank you.
Peace & Love… LO….Xoxo

If I was a wartime story I would be: a battle-wound.

"All that you see or seem,
is but a dream within a dream."
Edgar Allan Poe