Sweet Lady…

Like precious little stones we pick up along the path…
Sweet lady came to ask if the flight was delayed, and if I’m going from Toronto to Montréal.

Her parents are holocaust survivors who came from Poland to Montréal. New York was their first choice but that didn’t happen.

Then she went to New York for college, Oregon, and just moved to Chicago as Vice President of the Illinois Institute of Technology.

I told her about my neighborhood and we decided to do lunch soon when we’re both back home.

Then she asked the question,

“Where are you from? ”
Sweet lady,

With all my Love,

I am from Everywhere but belong to Nowhere.

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Photo of Labradorite in palm, sadly source is unknown.

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3 Responses to Sweet Lady…

  1. I am from Everywhere but belong to Nowhere. Love that.

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