Barbara J. Hamby

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Visit From a Friend

My Word Office Assistant is pouting today and wouldn’t offer any date, even the wrong one. I just chuckle.

Yesterday I had a fun visit with the sister of my former companion with whom I traveled to many corners of the world in a three or four year period. She brought me up to date on his life in another state. Suffice it to say, he is doing okay. I feel my life is better, however. She is a dear and I’m sure we’ll be friends for as long as we live. Her daughter is also a friend. I miss a number of his other relatives whom I grew to know and no longer see, but life goes on. Friends and relatives of friends fall by the wayside at times.

Today complaining joints are keeping me away from the pool. I may relent later and take a brief swim and hot tub dip. I sent regrets to the poetry group I’d hoped to meet with tonight. I have new poems to share, but they can wait until next month.

This past week I submitted several poems for possible publication in a women’s anthology, and a memoir essay and a few poems to separate contests. I hope to send out more this week.

I’m about to stretch out and watch a Saturday afternoon movie if I can stay awake. I’ll see how the movie goes before I decide whether to sleep or not. Maybe I won’t have a choice.

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