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i added a pic at the bottom. she is a lovely young girl, altho i think that picture sucks. it was taken post stroke,otherwise it would certainly do her justice as photography is a passionate hobby of mine, least it used to beand i'm somewhat adept at taking good pics.

anyhoo, i met her in the rehab hospital and we became friends. she has a killer body and very soft skin. its been close to a year since i've even seen or talked to her, so not sure why i am even bothering. i suppose i miss her and she was definately a part of this stroke experience.

i once asked her why she would be interested in a fat, bald, crippled old man. she never answered me, but i guess i gave her something to think about.

she is quite young, 20 or so years my junior. 1 or 2 years younger than my daughter in fact. she was in an auto accident and suffered a few broken bones, namely vertabrae in her neck and lower back, hip, couple in her arm. pretty messed up. she recovered rather well and helped me thru the beginnings of me being on my own(details on that latre).

she told me she wasn't looking for romance,and i sure i thought if not said, ok, no problem, we dont have to have romance.

now ofcourse i didn't have any idea what she meant, her being female and like most of that ilk, not capable of saying what they mean.

i really liked her alot, she made me laugh when i thought i could not ever laugh again.

now laughing at things she would say or do prolly didnt help, cest le vie.

ok i dont miss her so much no more(for now at least)
peace