It has been a pretty quiet day today. I did have some company earlier when Tonisha, her lovely daughter Chirice and another friend stopped by this morning while in service. She looked so pretty and it turns out, she had gotten her hair done earlier this morning. I so wish I had gotten a picture of her with Chirice who also got her hair done. I have truly enjoyed getting to know her a little better each time we are together. I didn't realize Dwight was in the kitchen when I was telling her all about the first time I ever saw him. I've told the story on here before so will be brief. We had moved back outside the city limits when I was in the second grade. After the following summer when I was going into the third grade, I was sitting on the school bus when it stopped at his house to pick him up. (That was the only time my bus ever took that route because we never picked him up again.) When I looked out the window and saw him; my young 7 year old heart did a little flip-flop. I remember sucking in my breath and thinking how beautiful he was. He had a deep tan, his hair was very blonde and there were a few freckles across his nose from being in the sun all summer. After that, I would always be aware
I like this picture of Dwight's parents taken at their 50th wedding anniversary party some years ago.