Dance of the Dragonfly: Rainy Sunday

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Sunday, September 30

Rainy Sunday

Today was a day for rest. Luna and I took a lovely walk in the rain. Then, later in the evening--God knows why--I watched Two Weeks, which I rented a few days ago. It made me sad in a way I have not felt in a while. Parts of the movie reminded me so much of the time before my mom died. Watching it, I had tears streaming down my face. B. walked in and asked what was wrong and was I o.k. "Not really."

I wish he could have met her. I know that he would have absolutely loved my mom--and she would have adored him.

The movie is only one way in which I have been flooded with memories lately. But it asks a good question, "What are the moments that define your life?"

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