Monday, January 27, 2014
On a Summer day
It was a block from my home, in Buenos Aires.. we would walk across the street, up a tiny one way street that was home to a wonderful hidden cafe and then at the top of the block, there was this massive building with these flowering vines.
It was across the street from the British Embassy to Argentina.
It was "our" neighborhood, where "our" parks were located and where we spent time almost every single day .. especially when Pup was with us.
That last sentence sums up Everything I am missing, on this cold winter day in New York.
Our neighborhood, Pup, the other person who made us We instead of just Me... and warm weather
Actually Warm goes with it all... Pup was the best creature for snuggling with, he was this soft, warm, curly haired boy.
My husband was not so curly haired but he was definitely the best warm man to snuggle up to ... and then there is the small matter of it being Winter here and snowy and cold and right now in Buenos Aires it is Summer.
If I cannot go back in Time and be with them again, I think I might have to just Go Back and Be There again.
That is my New Years Resolution .. since I haven't made one yet ...
I have to go back to BA soon.
On a Summer Day .. or a Winter Day , or a Spring or Fall Day.
I won't be picky.