Puddles, Puddles, Puddles

3/04 addendum
Puddles when I read cards and messages, puddles when I saw Mama G’s e-mail, puddles when I read Diane’s sweet, heartfelt letter, puddles when I read Michele’s mutual desire to go to Serendipity 3 in NYC and suggested that maybe someday we could meet there…

then, big PUDDLES (so big, I almost “piddled” as Mama Davenport used to say) ----when seeing the line of people at the end of my street with balloons and posters and smiles and realizing they were my friends (puddles just typing it) It was a virtual chorus line coming to “see me off” with a row of posters that read, “Keep on D A N C I N G, Dotsy---We love you, Lakeland loves Dotsy, etc. What a surprise---what a puddle of warm tears that kept flowing with joy.

Puddles when my Molly surprised me at the airport with goodbye hugs and puddles in Dallas when my Buddy was waiting in the baggage area with welcome hugs.

God is so good! I am so blessed-------more puddles.