Time To Go Back Home

 

Zoe and Her Unicorn by, Sheila White

My Dearest Zoe,

It is my last day here with you. I leave tonight to return to California. We have healed our wounds, made our bonds, gotten to know each other, loved and hugged, danced to the Wiggles, played with Pinky, walked to the park, ate strawberries and black berries and raspberries, threw the footie outside, hung out at the Shelly Shack, and had family hugs. I will miss you and watching as your curls begin to grow and as you learn to say many more new words. Our plan is you will be coming to be in our home in a few weeks. You will be able to meet Auntie Sara and Uncle Ian and Freyja and her new baby sister. That will be amazing too. 

I wanted to share with you through these letters why you are magic, why you ride a unicorn. There were so many reasons that your precious life was not predicted and truly unexpected with what seemed to be insurmountable odds.  It is like magic. And I know so much is due to the will, life karma and strength of your momma. In a blog post of your mom's before her first visit to Australia she wrote: "There are a lot of magical moments in life but they don't just happen - you have to look for them, work for them and earn them. My goals of getting fitter, faster, and breaking records won't happen with me sitting on the couch.  I have to go out and work for it.  The final result may be magical but it is going to take a lot of blood, sweat and tears - but I am ready.  I am motivated and I can't wait to get to Australia for this amazing Swimcation adventure!"......... And going to Australia would come to mean so much more than swimming and athletic competition. Her hard work, willingness to face her challenges and belief in magical moments and working for them is why you are here and you are the little granddaughter we share with Nan and Pop. That is your momma. And there is no stopping her.

The result of this trip was love and hope and the future. And for the future, together we are building a family and guest house just down the street from you! This was never intended in our minds when Chief and Bubble arrived but now, it is done. The land lot is purchased, the house has been designed. It now is just a matter of time! Magic, magic, magic!

Zoe, as magical as a unicorn!

 We will be back. Until then we will be visiting via the magic phone camera. 

Love Forever, Your Bubbles 

Our Little Aussie

Our little Aussie

My Dearest Zoe,

I look forward to the days and years ahead when I can tell you more stories about your mom and who she is and where she came from. I am coming close to the end of my 6 week visit with you living in your home where I have seen your days. I know your routine now. I know about your waking up in the morning, your toys and those things that interest you, your rest time each day, your meals, and the end of your day. I have heard your developing vocabulary with you saying, I do, Momma, Daddy, a close pronunciation of Bubbles and Chief and the beginning of an accent. I hear it in the say you say a simple word, car. I have been listening to Aussies now for weeks trying to identify the accent and the different words for familiar things. When you come to our home for a visit through the years you will see that there are differences but it is not that unfamiliar. You are a little Aussie. This is your home. This is where you will grow up.

Distance is painful. We want to be closer to you. We want to be in your life more than we will. But even more than that we are blessed and so grateful you are our little Aussie. We are grateful that your mom has found a home, the love of her life, a good and healthy life style and you. It is just the way it is. This is the acceptance we all have had to come too. We can not dwell on the distance from you. We will rejoice when we are able to be together (and cry when we miss you, to be honest). These past two plus years were so difficult as the distance between us was enhanced by the Covid pandemic. We do not know what the future holds but we will do all we can to come back for time together and expect you to visit us too in the years ahead. More and more stories will be told. More and more magic will be found.

Our lovely Aussie family

One aspect of our lives that has been so important to us has been community. Your mom has a strong and vibrant community of friends who live all around the world. In this time we can stay connected in ways people were never able to years ago. You know, you are from an ancestry of brave travelers and emigrants who left their families for a better life abroad. They left for many reasons that were political, social and adventurous. This history is true for many as this world changed and grew because people were not limited by distance. There were instincts inside many that caused them to reach out further and farther for a better life for themselves and their children and they had to face challenges and loss. Losses of connection to their families and communities were not easy. I will prepare an ancestry notebook for you so that you can see that your mom was but the latest in your line of mothers and fathers and grandparents who took the leap and had the courage of such an adventure.

 

In Australia your ancestry will be unique with your American history. It is a part of you that includes a 12 times great grandfather and grandmother who came from England on the storied ship, the Mayflower and landed in a new world. It also includes another many, many times great grandfather from another branch of your ancestry who came from England to land in Virginia and became an interpreter for a queen of a Native American tribe and who married a grandmother of yours in the new world who was most likely a native woman. There are so many tales of bravery, of compassion, of adventure and loss and accomplishment that we will only know hints of. There are also ancestors who left famine and injustice for a better world. These people are a part of you. That ancestry now has found its way to Australia through your mom! 

You will also learn over time about Australia and the forming of its people and government and how your family played a role through your father. It takes bravery to live in this world as a human. No matter who your ancestors were or what roles they played, on both sides, they met the challenges to be survivors. You carry that bravery, that sense of adventure and resilience. We have to keep this perspective when we feel the distance is so great. When our many great grandparents left their world there was little way to ever be in touch again. In this world, we have ways. We will be talking with you nearly every day. We will know what you are doing and how you are growing. We will know that the immediate stories of our lives will have greater meanings that we will never understand because this life and this world is so vast and mysterious and magical.

We are your grandparents who love you!

 

You have a community of family in Australia who love you as much as we do. You have grandparents, Nan and Pop who are there for you. We are so grateful they are there to be in your lives, to love you and help out your mom and dad. As you grow up you will learn more about your Aussie family and friends. This is your land and your home. You do hold dual citizenship so you are truly an Aussie and an American......an AA girl! You are special and unique and wonderful. We hope in the coming years we will be able to learn more about Australia and visit more of the country. We also hope that you will come to visit in America and get to know your cousins and your Auntie Sara and Uncle Ian and other aunts and uncles and members of our community of friends and supporters. 

Auntie Sara, Uncle Ian, Freyja and little one to be.

 

And Zoe, remember always that we live under the same moon and you are ours forever...

Zoe and our moon in a gentle pastel sky.

 

Be A Treasure Hunter

 

Found Treasures

My Dearest Zoe,

This morning I am reflecting on what more I want to tell you and how to tell you more. It helps me to look through the photos taken while being here. This photo is especially important because it reflects so much about what I want you to know of why you are such a miracle. It is not only about you and the magical circumstances that lead to your birth but it is also about how to live a fulfilling life.

This collage was created by your mom a few days ago. It is so special to me as well as it came from a process that I share with your mom and I hope you will adopt in your life too. It is an art piece of a treasure hunter. Your mom is a treasure hunter. If we all could become treasure hunters in this life we would all have more of the magic like I have shared exists for you and everyone. to be a successful treasure hunter you must have the willingness to expect treasures where ever you go. They can be found in the most simple and unexpected places.

First stop, the thrift shop, or rather, in Australia they are called Op Shops. Our favorite place to look for treasures and special deals is to go where people have donated items due to their generosity and Spring cleaning urges of stuff reduction. You never know what you will find! The base for this object of art was found on one of these excursions into the Op Shop world of Vinnies (Saint Vincent dePaul). This piece of wood with tiles glued on it inspired your mom.

Next or maybe it was first, the collection of items from the sea. At the Shelly Shack there are daily offerings of shells and glass and other extraneous items left on the beach front. Your mom loves, loves, loves going for a walk to see what she can discover returning with filled buckets of treasures.

Sea Treasures

Returning from a treasure hunt.

We cleaned and sorted these one of a kind special items that were claimed by the sea, washed and shaped and given back. Not everyone will walk as your mom does with her eyes pealed, as they say, looking for treasures. Not everyone will marvel at a simple glimmer of color reflected in a broken piece of shell or wonder at the lost story in a piece of rusted metal found in the sand. And, not everyone will take those treasures and put them on another treasure found on another day that spoke of repurposing for art. Your mom did, and now we have a creative art piece ready to be hung and admired. When you see it you will think of the shells and their spiral forms and abalone rainbow colors and the tile and other human made items whose stories have been forgotten but now retold. This is what a treasure hunter does. 

Your mom will hope that you too will become a treasure hunter and find the hope and inspirations and loves and courage that you need in this life in all kinds of places. A treasure hunter knows how to pick and find in the outer and the inner world. This is how we find happiness. This is why she is a happy and fulfilled person in spite of so many physical challenges she has had. She is a treasure hunter for love and humor and courage and inspiration. That is your mother. Follow in those footsteps Zoe. Hunt for all that is good and be careful stepping over the trippers that will be along the way. There are no treasure hunters that do not have obstacles in their way that point to a different direction and cause discouragement. But you can practice this skill and art. Practice by going to Op Shops and open yourself to treasures. Comb the beaches for items from the sea, Look at gardens for flowers and insects and birds. Enjoy the little things that mean so much to being a happy human. 

This life is an adventure with an unfolding you have no way to know before it happens. It opens and opens and challenges and challenges and gives and takes and offers. Just open your eyes to the moment and see what you can find and make your life into art. Have a balance of color and shape and design and sprinkles of magic. That has been my life too. My life with my special daughters, your mother and your Auntie and my granddaughters, you Zoe and Freyja and the wee one that will soon be here too. You do not know what will be but expect it to be a treasure. And then it will be. Treasures can be found when you least expect and need them the most. It is up to you.

My Treasure Hunter and The Moon

 There is something about this photo here Zoe. It is me and over my shoulder is your mom, a delicate pastel sky and the moon in the distance. I could never have imagined when I was her age that this day would come. I could never have imagined that I would be on a sea shore in Australia taking a selfie with your mom in her element being your mom and looking at a moon that is our symbol of hope and life. How could that be? Treasures, treasures, treasures....and to those mothers I know have had loss, greater loss than I have ever known, I know in their stories of grief and loss they too can find treasures and love beyond imagine. We have both ups and downs Zoe, ins and outs, losses and gains, all different some so much greater than others but there are always treasures. It is a belief for sure, but you just have to carry that beach bucket and collect them.

 

Treasure Hunters

Love, Bubbles, your grandmother

 

Our Moon Connects Us Forever

Under our full moon together!

 My Dearest Zoe,

It is hard to imagine that it was so so long, over two years. since I was able to be with your mom. But the time and physical distance was really more than that as it was 5 years ago that she married your dad and moved to Australia. In that past 5 years Chief and I visited three times, once for the wedding and staying for our "Familymoon" rather than their "Honeymoon". This was when we got to know your daddy. Another time we came at Xmas time and traveled together to Tassmania. The third time Chief and I each came separately just before the Covid pandemic that shut down all travel to Australia. But before that your mom and dad came back to America for the Transplant Games and to visit your Auntie Sara and Uncle Ian in Maine. One other time they came to America and had to stay only two days as your mom had a health crisis that immediately sent them back on a plane and her right into the hospital. She had so much grit to be so sick and yet so determined to get home even though that plane ride is loooonnnnggg. That was a trip to forget for sure but a trip home to America to remember was the one when we met your parents at the 2018 Transplant Games.

Anna and Terry 2018 Transplant Games

Dancing!

Your mom and dad met for the first time at the 2016 Transplant Games of America and returned to the Games two years later married and competing in the dancing competition. Now, nothing could be as romantic as that story Zoe! What a touching sight it was to see your mom and dad dressed in dancing clothes and sharing their moves with us and their transplant community. They took ballroom dancing classes right after they were married and practiced and prepared for this time on the dance floor. What a wonderful thing to do as newly weds. To learn to dance together, to follow the steps and the leads and the twirls and the attitudes of each unique dance they performed was a brilliant introduction to the beginning of married life. That demonstrated to us a commitment and love that was real and true and destined to be happy. 

The day they found each other was a destiny that had to be fullfilled as it meant that you were to come later into the world. That fateful day was a magic one in so many ways. Following your mom's lung transplant she pursued competition in the Transplant Games on the same path as other dear transplanted friends. Her sport was swimming. She dove into the pool and that sport with the same determination that she had in everything she did. She was determined to gain strength and health through swimming and becoming an athlete. And she did! I will tell you more about her swimming in another letter that led up to this day when she found your father but on this day of magic she won the entire competition for the women of the Games. She was honored as the champion! This was an unbelievable accomplishment and filled with so much joy. After the award ceremony while gathering with other competitors and friends and the Aussie contingent to celebrate, it happened. They met and I heard they talked and talked and talked and then......it was meant to be.

Life changed for your mom when she met your dad. She had met so many challenges with her health and transplant and then recovery and athletic competition and now she had to look at even more challenges of falling in love with a wonderful man who lived on the other side of the world. Deep thought and concern went into what this meant for her and our family.  It was clear to her that her heart ruled. It all made sense in one way and no sense in another. She would have to give up her medical care in the US and leave the world she knew, her friends, community and family and move to Australia, a place that existed in an opposite season, on a different day but under the same moon. It turned out that Melbourne, where you live, actually has similar weather and California has so many Aussie like eucalyptus trees it could feel like home. She discovered the medical care for her transplant would be excellent and she decided that airplanes would be a frequent form of transportation to reunite her with all of us. 

Distant view of Melbourne at sunset.

The distance and span of time separating us from each other was far greater than we all thought it would be. Life throws us curve balls as they say, like pandemics. But we are together now under that same full moon. Your mom has grown to be such a fantastic mother. Your dad is a fantastic dad. They learned their dance steps well. The challenges of the last two plus years gave them time to find a flow of parenting that is loving, supportive and inspiring. You have been gifted with two wonderful parents  and they have been blessed with you. It all came from the amazing and magical day when your mom won that entire competition and found her love. Because of that fateful day where all of the stars aligned you are a part of our family joining your cousin Freyja and the new little girl cousin to come soon. So glad I am here to be with you finally and be in this home that your mom and dad have made for you that is so full of love and is a fantastical dance on the most amazing dance floor. And Chief and I must always remember that when we are not with you and your mom and dad we are still under the same moon.

Zoe with Mommy and Daddy

Our Moon Forever

 

Love, Your Bubbles

4 Weeks Here and Magic Blue Budgies

Zoe and Bubbles at sunset in Australia.

 My Dearest Zoe, 

It has been 4 weeks now since we arrived in Australia to finally meet you. I intended to write to you more frequently but we all were caught up in the whirlwind of being together after such a long time. We focused on the healing of our hearts that were hurting from the absence of each other. I think we were doing grief work that was deep and loving. We all feel so fortunate that we are finally at this point where we can begin again with this life of seeing each other across the globe much more frequently.

While here a lot has happened. Your mom's suffering due to a precancerous lesion in her thumb has become clean of bad cells and is healing. That is a worry off our minds. She had Covid before we arrived and also suffered due to her being immune compromised of getting rid of the virus. It is gone now. So healing has happened on many fronts. 

Things have changed in our dynamics of being together and the biggest part of the change is you are in our lives too. As days moved on in the first week of being here I could see your mom in you. She was a little blonde toddler with the beginning of curls just like you. I have been impressed with your sense of self and the ease at which you are in the world. Like your cousin, Freyja you have welcomed us into your life with warmth and smiles and that tiny hand that reaches for ours so you can guide us to the play place. Freyja is just ahead of you in age so I see the stages she went through just a few months ago in you now. Your words are forming, your stance is steadier, your play is more imaginative. You are becoming you.

I am so loving the loving that your mom is heaping upon us. We can still snuggle on the couch in a blanket holding each other and enjoying our chats even in our "old" age. We have had so many of these times as our relationship was shaped and formed with so much challenge we had to face for so many years. I wanted to write these letters to you as a way to tell you more about your mom. I know you will learn about these qualities as you grow up in her care. You will see how smart and determined she is. Not only that, you will find that her understanding of life, its challenges and its magic are profound and have been why she is still here and why you are here too.

The day your mom was born and we came home from the hospital in time for dinner I noticed a white cosmos had bloomed in my garden. It is in my mind to this day, that beautiful flower. It touched me and let me know all was good and magic was happening. In my young mind I too was a seeker and a believer in cosmic signs and inner guidance. Maybe my beliefs rubbed off on her and her sister too as their mother. And perhaps you too will learn the world is magic from your mom. I hope so.

I can not remember all of the coincidences and serendipity that came to us over the years, but I do remember some of them. And, one of the most important healers and magical people in our lives still has had an influence all the way in Australia. It is Lama Gangha.

After your mom nearly died as an 18 month old, slightly younger than you are now, and she was in recovery from her illness we were invited to meet a special Tibetan teacher and wonderful man, Lama Gangha. He was living near by. I took her a few times per week for healing pujas with him. These were Tibetan rituals, prayers, the laying on of hands and blessed herbs to heal her body and cleanse the negativity from her. The herbs were small morsels of roasted herbs that we called Lama Gangha nummy numms. She loved them and loved being in his presence receiving his healing. Gradually she grew stronger until he said there was no more need for these special pujas. My life changed with Lamala and I took refuge with him and studied with him.

Lama Gangha was in our life for about 5 years and passed away during a trip back to Tibet. It was so right that he should pass there in his homeland with other lamas caring for his transition. He passed just before your Aunt Sara was born. He had given me guidance and healing for that pregnancy and her birth as well. She was blessed by Lama Gangha too. The coincidences of Lama Gangha played out in many ways but one that was very significant was he had the same birthday as your mom and was born exactly 50 years before her. They shared the same birthday! I thought that was remarkable.

Sometimes he went on trips to other meditation centers and would come back with gifts for his students. There was one of these gifts that I kept forever. It was a little coin purse with blue budgie parakeets on it. I let your mom play with it but always kept it safe. It was a little over two years ago before the pandemic hit that I had to take that little gift out once again to give to your mom. It was a sign that Lama Gangha had visited or influenced or created some magic many years ahead for your mother that she desperately needed. It was at that time that she was very sick with an infection that was extremely worrisome to us. It was not clear that she would recover from it. One day in early January she was able to leave the hospital and go for a walk with your dad near the ocean and a magical thing happened. From that moment on she began to heal and recover. 

 While walking, a blue budgie flew from the trees to the top of her head and would not leave her. It was a wild bird that came to give her a message of hope. Right when this happened I got a text and call about the magic of the budgie while we were with friends in a circle sending healing prayers to her. The synchronicity of that moment was profound. Shortly after the budgie visitation I remembered the coin purse that was in my drawer. I knew that bird arrived because of Lama Gangha. His healing pujas were still at work. This is some of the magic that I want you to know about Zoe. It was seven and a half months later that you were born and she became your amazing mother. Lama Gangha was there for you too.

This life is filled with magical occurrences like this. You will experience them in your life too. It just takes you being aware and open and believing in them to recognize them. In honor of the blue budgie and Lama Gangha a blue budgie is on the door of your beach shack. That shack and that painting is a reminder of miracles and wonderfulness that is in this life. As your grandmother I am here to remind you of this while your mother teaches this to you too. May you be surrounded by people who love synchronicity and magic and coincidence and serendipity and blue budgies!

Love,  Bubbles

P.S. Your mom reminded me of something else and I need to add to this letter. When you were still just  "to be", your mom still had some Lama Gangha nummy numms and shared them with your unicorn surrogate mother, Michelle and your daddy too. His blessing was there to create the magic of you! And as was the story I shared of the birth of your mom and the single white cosmos blooming on your birthday, a protea opened announcing your birth! Nature is there to give us beauty and messages of hope.

Pinky

 

Meeting Pinky!

My Dearest Zoe,

I brought something special for you in my suitcase. We waited a few days until your mom felt it was the right time. Now you have met Pinky! Pinky was your mom's favorite doll that she got when she was 6 years old. Pinky was a reward for her swimming. 

After she came home from the hospital at 19 months old she grew stronger and stronger. We learned how to manage cystic fibrosis and developed new routines. At that time the way to get airway clearance was through a pulmonary therapy where we pounded on her chest sides and back. The treatment as we called it lasted for about 40 minutes and was performed at least twice a day with aerosols and sometimes we did treatments three and four times per day, making our lives very scheduled. She regularly woke up in the night coughing and I would get up to give a treatment and settle her back down well into her being 5 years old. 

One day when playing in a swimming pool she learned to go under water. It was so fun. She repeatedly dove under and it would make her cough, clearing her lungs. That night after her deep diving under she slept all night! Swimming appeared to make such a difference in her lung health. We joined a pool and put her on a swim team but it was still hard for her. It took a lot of effort for your mom as a little girl to swim laps and keep up with the other kids so I told her if she did there was a doll waiting for her. She chose her special doll and named her Pinky.

And now here you are with Pinky! Never in my wildest imagination did I think that I was saving her for you, my beautiful grand daughter.  And, within the next couple of years Anna would excel in swimming breaking and setting pool records. We discovered she was a force of strength, ability and magic! We were so proud of your mom. The summer your Auntie Sara was born your mom won a league championship for her age group. This was a miracle. Very few other people understood how incredible it was for a child who nearly died with CF then recovered and became a super athlete, but we knew!

Reflecting on your mom's life as a child and her love for this doll and the swimming pool and her gregarious fun personality I can remember so many moments of joy and surprise in who she was. Sometimes I would stop and think, "who is this child?" She was remarkable and I know you are too. I do see her in you. You have a kindness and a loving nature that is very Anna. Enjoy Pinky! I am sure Pinky will have a good life with you now in Australia. Remember she was a reward and gift for sticking to it and determination, qualities of your mom that have seen her through so many challenges.

Love,

Bubbles 

Magic

 

Zoe and Bubbles at Werribee Zoo

My Dearest Zoe,

What a beautiful day today. The sun is shining and it is what one might say is a perfect day. Yesterday it was a little cloudier and cooler and we went to visit the Werribee Zoo with your mom and dad and grandpa, Chief. The Zoo is very close by and now that your mom and dad have a year pass I bet you will be going often to see the cheetah, gorillas and many other animals. It is a wonderful zoo with the animals in very good environments. I remember visiting that zoo when I was here before you were born. We talked about it being a great place that one day your mom and dad will want to take you to. That was when you were still a thought! But with the magic of a unicorn, an animal never found in a zoo but one that is mythical, rare and precious, you were brought into the world. This magical story is part of the miracle that is you. Your mother could not carry you in her body so a special, beautiful and kind woman offered to carry you until you were ready to be in the world. This was an unbelievably generous gift for our family and considered as magical and rare as the unicorn known in fables. I love that you were carried with the sincere generosity of a woman who was already a loving mother dedicated to giving a gift so precious to your mom and dad that it was as if your birth was part of a great legend. We are grateful for her every day.

Zoe riding her unicorn...by Sheila White

 

And today we went to visit your totally cool beach shack not far from your home. An artist, Alex was there working on more magic. He was employed to paint birds on the front and inside doors of the shack. As we watched him paint with spray paint cans, his dog, Mango played with us near the water. You laughed and loved being with Mango. We marveled at the exquisite art that was being created. I could not help but feel what was being created was a reflection of the magic of your life. You see, when your mom was your age, 19 months old she was just released from the hospital. We did not know how long she would live or how much damage her lungs had endured. She had lost her ability to walk after being in ICU for such a long time but within a month or so she regained her strength. She also loved animals and later we did have dogs as pets. I am sure you will have one too. I am so grateful that you are healthy and strong and were playing near the shore today.

Anna and Alex

This contrast of you and your mom at your age is an example of how miraculous our moments together are. At so many points in time between your mom's diagnosis and your birth, a different story,  a different chapter of our life could have been written. But it was not. This is the magic of your mom's life and the tender thread of life that is so fragile and so very strong of spirit at the same time. Your mom faced many, many days of being ill, many days and weeks in the hospital, many days waiting for a life saving surgery with the gift of new lungs. Transplant is a miracle surgery. It can not be scheduled. Your mom had to prepare for the surgery, be accepted for it and wait as long as it would take to find the right set of lungs from a donor who would have lost their life at the same time that they would save another. That is a miraculous, magical and other worldly business.

There are a few stories that I will tell you over time about serendipity, when all the right pieces of a puzzle that were known and unknown came together for your mother. People who brought her healing, and the clear determination of your mom to survive and to get what ever it was that she needed to be happy. One such serendipity was her meeting your dad. He had come to the United States to participate in the Transplant Games and your mom happened to be there too. But remember that serendipity and those puzzle pieces that came together to create a story of love happened because life was perfect in all its ways, in the difficult and the good. It was because your mom had CF and then had a double lung transplant that she went to those games where your dad was and they fell in love. It was also because of your dad's challenges and having cornea transplants that he was there to meet your mom. The strange and perplexing thing is, if all those challenges for both of them had not happened things would be so different.  I would not be here loving you and telling you this story with out it all being perfectly the way it should be.

How can it be that through such difficult and painful trials miracles can happen? That is a mystery of life we can ponder. Your mom and I call it magic. We have seen a lot of it. But, I think you have to be willing to believe magic exists before you can see it, feel it and know it. It pops up when tragedy strikes and when all is well. You have to look for it and when you do Zoe the world begins to make a lot more sense. There is good and bad in our lives and sometimes we can not make sense of it because we feel so much pain, but if you believe in magic and serendipity and miraculous circumstances then you find hope and love and meaning in the craziness of it all. We will have to have many more talks about this as time passes.

Tomorrow we will go back to the beach shack to see what else Alex has painted. He said he will complete the project. I can not wait to see how beautiful it will be. You can play with his dog, Mango again and I am sure it will be another perfect day....

Love you,

Bubbles