Hugs.

My dear friends and all strangers passing through, how you do?

Guess what!

I get three hugs in two days in this new land of me mother.

One was from Kay who don't live round here, she only been here to take care of she elderlies. On me morning walks, she been on the other side o' the road, waving like she real glad to see me. I wave like I real happy to see a person happy to see me.

We meet on a pavement corner, and we talk like we never want to stop, then we exchange phone numbers. On she last day here, before she fly back to she part of this big land, we hug.

Next day, the doctor and she nurse give me hugs too.

This might feel like a non-thing to most people but, to me, it feel as though some citizens of this land welcome me and accept me. 

Anyways, I just realise, I can use this blog to share li'l tidbits of day to day living. It gon be like the embroidery stitches for a major work. Every stitch and colour make up the big picture.

Song for de day: 3 little birds by Bob Marley.

See you soon with another li'l biscuit, love, neena.