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Light. My answer as a child when asked to say a word beginning with the same letter as my name-everyone would think that it meant 'not weighing much', not the case-I was very tall, a bit chubby. 

Indigo and red color my thoughts.

Stubborn, or so they tell me.                                                                                                

A wall of floor to ceiling windows looking out onto a garden. An enormous skylight over the open staircase with light pouring into the house, spilling out on each floor.  White walls, stone floors,  a house of windows and light. 

Running feet take flight, breathing deep. 

Orange leaves on a painted tree, obsolete papers and bills, ornaments, over priced bed, objects of sentimental value, old and beloved jewelry, odd miscellaneous gifts my son has made for me.

Never without high heels.

Angular shoulders, tall, long brown hair, green eyes. 

Nights are unquiet when thoughts pour out. In the meantime I will wait and love and hold your hand.

I am restless and impatient holding on.