On May 10th, 2011, I lost my wife, flute teacher, duet partner, editor, collaborator, dog trainer, fellow adventurer, lover, inspiration, support and best friend. This blog is really for me. I want to write down random things I remember about her. No huge eulogies, just the minutiae of her life. There will be other places to put up her work and such. Here is for me, and perhaps for those who knew her as well.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Janet, age 12
This would have been just after she got back from Singapore. While return would find her condemned to the evil Broughton High (home of the infamous marching band which she would later escape from to Interlochen Arts Academy). Still, no trace of that dark cloud here (not that she really let it get her down). Perhaps nostalgia for Singapore's culture with its private school and horses to ride mixed with relief at leaving muggy weather and giant bugs behind.
Oh wait, she moved back to North Carolina. Well, at least she was reunited with the stuffed animals she'd had to leave behind. She told me that they stopped talking to her after this point. She believed it was because they were miffed she'd put them in a box.
Hmmm...looking at this picture, would anyone have guessed that she'd grow up to be a voracious reader and stalker of used book stores?
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There is nothing more amazing than a brown-haired girl at age twelve.
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