Following the Yellow

Tracy's Dad and stepmom, Kathy, are here from Canada. They drove their red van down from highs in the 80's to hot humid Florida. I have decided after not much time that I want to be Kathy. She is authentic and beautiful. She doesn't have deep worry and sadness lines in her face like I do. I intend to find out why....She has no idea, but while talking to her I almost cried 3 times. She's a Catholic girl, so we both know what the deal is. But what I like about her the most (so far) is her spirit. It's the spirit that I have/had but I have buried for reasons I cannot say. She is not diminished. She works at a Walmart McDonalds in Canada and loves it. She loves being around people. Kinda like my JBBQ. She believes in God and is open to suggestions. And she loves purple. She knows it's a lucky color. I told her of my love for yellow as well and she shared her sister's story. When her sister needed guidance in life's maze, she would get alone, close her eyes, and when she opened them, would look for yellow wherever she was. She would follow the yellow. I am not sure how, but I want to follow the yellow. I will find that out, too...So, I will have a good week. I get to talk with a truly interesting and sincere soul. It's like water in the desert. Lucky purple me.