People say that she's supposed to come back for a visit on the 49th day but so far all I've had is a series of weird dreams involving me being a dude running down hills like I'm a cartoon racer in some game; me being a fish; me meeting a handsome Hong Kong actor.
I don't know why but lately I have been developing a crush on daisies. White, pink, yellow, orange, blue, red, whatever color there is, I love them. It's becoming a serious contender with the sunflower for my favorite flower.
Not sure why I haven't asked anyone yet, but is it all right to buy fresh flowers for my mom's altar? She would love some orchids in a pretty vase, I think.
Soon I'll be able to blog without talking about her.
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