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They’re Baaack

It was Wednesday and we had breakfast at L’Azure, one of the restaurants here at The Crane.  I told Tom I couldn’t take much more of staying in the penthouse.  I felt like it was too big, I wasn’t really here, that it was isolating being so far away from everything, that I felt like I was watching the pool area on a TV.

So, after breakfast, we packed our stuff and moved to our “home” – 211.  It just feels so right to be here.

There was no one in 211B so the connecting door was left open.  We actually own this apartment, too, but usually put it in the rental pool.

The year that my dear friend, Sue (SuziQ to Cushies), was here, she stayed in this apartment and used the garden a lot to think about things.  She was going to come back with us the next year, too, but she died first 😦  I still miss her so much.  I’m writing this in “Sue’s garden” and remembering how special she was.

So, we’ve been going about our daily business, working mostly, a bit of reading, time by the little pool, a few naps scattered here and there…

Life is good.

They’re Baaack!

It was Wednesday and we had breakfast at L’Azure, one of the restaurants here at The Crane.  I told Tom I couldn’t take much more of staying in the penthouse.  I felt like it was too big, I wasn’t really here, that it was isolating being so far away from everything, that I felt like I was watching the pool area on a TV.

So, after breakfast, we packed our stuff and moved to our “home” – 211.  It just feels so right to be here.

There was no one in 211B so the connecting door was left open.  We actually own this apartment, too, but usually put it in the rental pool.

The year that my dear friend, Sue (SuziQ to Cushies), was here, she stayed in this apartment and used the garden a lot to think about things.  She was going to come back with us the next year, too, but she died first 😦  I still miss her so much.  I’m writing this in “Sue’s garden” and remembering how special she was.

Back-door

So, we’ve been going about our daily business, working mostly, a bit of reading, time by the little pool, a few naps scattered here and there…

Life is good.

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