A Gift for Sadness

Tonight I went for a walk up Reabold Hill, then up Rosscommon Hill where I met Rob at the end of his day. As we met at the peak of the hill a small flock of black and white cockatoos flew over, calling their beautiful haunting call.

The magic of the moment dispelled my sadness over my mother’s increasing frailty:-)

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