I admit that there are moments when I think to myself, Tate would be so happy.
Those are the moments when I am , myself, so happy yet have that small pocket of sadness still tucked away. And he would have been so happy, he loved his Boy. He would get lots of love and petting and kisses from his Girl and would generally be spoiled rotten, if that were possible with a dog that knew only love.
The weather has been perfect. Not too hot, although there are some new freckles on one of us and some of us have already got that sun kissed look that will make them the envy of those back in the cold Northeast USA.
We are going to museums, walking through parks, watching skateboarders on death defying hills, visiting ferias and shops and restaurants, lots of restaurants.
Tomorrow we hop on a train and go north to where we will see an antiques feria, museums, parks, beautiful homes and all on the River where it will be cool and breezy and lovely.
The days are flying by, I push away the thought of them coming to an end, saying goodbye when we only just said hello again .. What was that song ? about Time in a Bottle ?
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you.
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you ...
lyrics Jim Croce