Lloyd and I were having coffee this morning (okay, he was having frothed milk, locally known as a fluffy) and he was doing some drawing in my notebook. He drew a picture of a cat and was trying to tell me so and explain that he had drawn.... and he couldn't think of Mabel's name! I prompted him and said, "O'Malley?" because that's the cat we live with here and he got all upset and almost started to cry because he could not for the life of him think of Mabel!
Something like that happened to me a few days ago but now I can't even remember any of it except that it happened so my excuse is I'm just getting old! But I do know it was a place I was trying to recall, not a person or pet. But still. As predicted, R.I. favorites are being given a new spot in my brain, slightly farther back, as new favorites are coming to the forefront here in N.Z.
It's all good, just hard to even admit sometimes.
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It must be so bitter-sweet. Just so you know, Mabel is not immune to moving on either. We went to the Cape for the 4th to visit P's mum and, of course, Mabel. She left us in no doubt that she is definitely not interested in moving back to Shannock - and the reception she gave her erstwhile cuddle-buddy Gingey! Harsh! He was barely allowed over the threshold and certainly nowhere near Grammy!
I am so glad you are connecting with your new homeland, be it in these little ways.
Love to you and yours,
Beth
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