A crocus of hope
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A crocus of hope
| Mon, 12-12-2011 - 2:18pm |
I remember as a kid that my mom's purple crocus along the driveway would be the first plants to poke out of the snow and say, "Hey, winter is ending!"
Yesterday I met a tall, good looking, 51 yr old affluent man named Rick who owns three companies in industries loosely related to mine.
I really do know you're right. Mr Smith called me tonight - before 8 PM California time - to tell me how tired he is after working at the event all day.
I type this in my pajamas...at 5:19pm.
People do slow down a lot as they age & it's not really reasonable to expect a guy who is over 70 to keep up w/ you, although he sounds more like my 85 yr old mom.