Aunt Charlie came home and told me that at six o'clock she was going to take me to see the flamingos. Although my gut was in a million knots (I am having some tummy issues!), the crazy ones you see in those nautical books, I smiled and said great. So off we went in search of the Chelem flamingos. She seemed so disappointed as we stood on the side of the road with death chasing us each time a car would pass down the narrow Mexican road. "So few, and so far" she told me ... usually at this time they are flying back as the tide is going out. And then she grabbed my arm and motioned for me to listen ... I turned around and at just that second in all their glory, right above our heads the sunset flew by. I thought that I was seeing a white bird with the sun reflecting on it ... it was that brilliant. They have a majestic presence with their wide wing span and black underside of their wings. Although I will always love my geese most ... I think that my geese would get along well with a flock of flamingos! I think that I will bring one home!
The following day Wilbert came to pick me up and take me back to the city. I wanted to wander around the town of Chelem before we left and we ended up by the body of water the flamingos live in (No one seems to be able to tell me what it is, just what it is not ... not a lagoon, not the ocean .... it is really shallow and has lots of little islands with trees)and within a whirlwind minute we were on a boat headed out to see my new friends. They were sleeping but woke up for a little while to say hello.
Oh gotta go to the beach!
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- I am doing my best to find the good things in my life and cherish them. I love deeply. I laugh hard (so hard I sometimes snort). I still dream and believe that dreams are meant to be followed. I try to depend on God. I have so much to learn. I hope.
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How are you ever going to come home?? I want to be with you--not to take your experience away, but maybe just to be a tiny invisible me, following into all your adventures without anyone knowing I am there! How lucky you are to see a flying sunset! That is magical. You are magical. Wilbert is the coolest guy ever to share all this with you--just because you are magical. Why was your gut in knots? Montezuma's revenge, or here I go with someone I don't know and who I really can't communicate with? So many stomach knots we have, eh?
Perhaps your body of water is a MARSH--flamingoes seem MARSHY don't they? I'm so glad you are by a computer--I have been missing you. Ok, off to school with me! More Pirate Prep to do!
xxoo
QT
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