Archive | 30.01.2010
- Tears of Relief
I had last briefly seen her in early October, when I had been in the area for a business trip and taken her out to lunch. Now, to have her in my presence again filled me with joy, for my daughter had come home from college for the holiday break, her presence dispelling the emptiness which typically filled the house. As we date dinner, I gazed upon her fondly. She reminded me so much of her mother: a similar frame, a nearly identical facial structure, the long fingers from years of playing piano, ... more - Tears of Falcon
"Grandpa, Grandpa! Look at the bird!" exclaimed little Tanya. Her grandfather, Michele or simply "Pa" to the children, cocked his head turning his black eyes skyward. Tanya looked upwards and marveled at the snow white hair and snowy white mustache of the world's most intelligent man - at least in this child's mind. "That's a falcon, Tanya. They're like hawks but smaller, quicker, and I think more beautiful. Watch him sail and hunt in the air". "Gee, he's pretty Pa. Does he have a family?" "Not ... more