Island Girl

I can't wait to see her: My island-girl friend. When we meet on our less tropical shores for the holidays and the holly-daze. I can't wait to pick up where we left off and to meet her "Him". I look forward to all the things we do when we both make that trek back to our home province from our respective (current) homes: She from her tropical island, me from the cold, windswept prairie. There are plans to make, drinks to be drunk, seafood to eat, secrets to share, shoreline to walk. She will complain how cold it is and I will marvel at the Maritime warmth.

I miss her and do not tell her enough.

So here it is - I miss you Island girl. See you in a couple of weeks!