He squeezed my hand today.
A soft, strong squeeze.
Then a sheepish grin.
My favorite punctuation mark is the semicolon. And it's an apt metaphor for recent years of my life: it's more than a comma pause, not quite a period stop; it usually appears in the middle of a sentence; no one quite knows how to use it properly; it's a sigh of contemplation; a knowing wink; an upward glance of reflection.
Monday, November 15, 2010
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You know if you switch the order around, you've almost got yourself a haiku there! :) Meanwhile, it sure sounds like you've got yourself a love story going on here. Definitely deserving of poetry!
ReplyDelete--Amy K.
Great to hear and I love the sheepish grin... Sounds like it is here to stay as it keeps popping up in your posts.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to hearing what brings the next grin
Tim
Happyhappyhappy. And Amy, why wasn't that a haiku? Syllables per line? I'm a little rusty. Tess
ReplyDeleteThe best thing is that there was a love story going on before we ever gave much thought to the words "intracranial aneurysm." Now, it's just sweeter and stronger. And we get to participate!
ReplyDeleteLove you K&J!
So good to see you last week, whoopie pie, weenis, and all!
You gave me much courage.
Video to come soon, Sara.
-SueD
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ReplyDeleteKen & Jamie, You guys give hand holding a whole new meaning & panache! Go Ken...keep up the great work out ethic!
ReplyDeleteCarol