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Lately, it seems to be always about Sabrina.
Sabrina and her black eye.
Sabrina and her friends.
Sabrina and Space Camp and this and that....
and here how she looks today, with that mean black eye.
Here's what she wore as we shopped for stuff, things for our upcoming camping trip at Cultus Lake...like she was a big movie star...but we know she doesn't think that way, she hates drawing attention to herself.
Brandon is my kid, too....and he has his own issues. But he still creates Mother's Day cards, still communicates in French and Anglais.

Brandon loves our Hummer. He remembers every last detail of the purchase thereof...and relishes every visit at the Dueck GM for accessories, etc. He's a strange mixture of a kid. I love him so much I can't see fault. It pisses me off when people find fault in him. He prints so neatly.

Of course, this can't compare with Sabrina's ghosts...the ones she sees from the corner of her eye (which will eternally be by the corner of her eye, because this is her eye disease), as she awakens to her limited vision of light and dark and contrast, she sees them, ghosts.
I hope they are the kinds ones, like Alison DuBois in "Medium", after all...the name is French.

...and I hope those kind spirits open up the heavens arounds us for the May long weekend, so that we can shine, shine, shine, despite the miserable weather forecasts.