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i wonder if she noticed...

I say it is not very likely... but that is not something I would say is a bad thing.. how many people notice the little things...???

in an earlier blog post, I mentioned the sentimental value I have for things she gave to me, or did for me.

well... last year she bought me this shirt (it is more like a jacket but can be worn as a shirt). I tried it on when she bought it, and like the ass I am, I never put it on again. I liked it but being fat it stuck to my belly like glue and I was very uncomfortable. I suppose deep down this hurt her feelings without my even paying attention to it.

Anyway.. by chance I have lost some weight and the other day I tried it on again and not only did it fit nice, but I thought it looked really nice too.. so, I took a quick pic with my cell phone in the mirror and sent it to her...

and here is that picture..


what I wonder is, did she notice the paper towels or the oil in the corner of the picture. These are things she put there and I never since touched, nor let others touch. I know the oil is expired as I looked at the date, but, I don't use it anyway, and nor do I have an intention of using it... I am just hoping and praying one day she will come back, and move it and put something new there, with her style and grace. I miss her so much and love her endlessly every single day... I hope and pray she feels my energy and opens back up to me...I really, really do...

imuvmi

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