Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Angel (326/365)

Angel: The day a closet door was accidentally slammed on Brennan's finger, amputating his fingertip, was the day our relationship shifted to a whole new level. Doing for her what soon she would do for me. Each learning to separate the wheat from the chaff.

3 comments:

Bridgett said...

I think I know what you're talking about and it makes me cry. I don't even *know* you. These blogs...what am I going to do when you early adopters are gone??

lolololo said...

Thank you.

I'm looking for a new project. Maybe I'll illustrate this blog. Who knows?

If you have any writing ideas, I'm game.

Bridgett said...

Hey, I'm a joiner, not an idea-girl...but I'll join!