I adopted him from the Humane Society and has he ever adopted me!
In the midst of the terrible times I am going through I have him.
I’ve always had dogs and cats in my life. I always will.
He’s eight.
Going through the house, so many memories. Cleaning it up. Trying to eat. Under stress.
Hope I make it. I have been to doctor and have high blood pressure, a first in my life. Am addressing this through diet and exercise — but I attribute it to the stress that started in 2000, and continued to 2006 — the layoff, the loss of parents, the coming apart of everything that felt solid about my life.
I don’t think there is any solidity in this country anymore. I think the next 30 years here aren’t going to be pretty.
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 
Thank you for saving me Bonnaire. Though I did not have the physical strength to make the journey it was your kind offer that came at just the right time. No details here. Tried to call you but couldn’t get a line the other night. I am going to sell some stuff and wiill send you a small check probably next week. It has been on ny mind to do so. You are always present in my prayers.
I am so glad you found Boy! And that he loves you.
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Come out, instead? Spend the money on coming out so you can see the ocean! You can do it, and my phone was off, but back on so call! Or I will.
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Was going to call tonight. Will do so tomorrow if that is ok? In evening.
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Ps:
Your friend,
song!
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“If It Be Your Will”
If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well
And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will
If it be your will.
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Is that a new song of yours? Wow.
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Yes and no? I did not write it. But it is my song in many ways. Practiced it this afternoon. Challenging because it is repetitive.
How to color it and sing freely at the same time.
I will sing it for you. When I get there. God willing.
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call anytime today — hopes you have # if I don’t hear from you I’ll call?
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Oh Cohen– loves Cohen.
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I’ll call this evening.
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okay — talk soon.
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