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Friday Letter

Posted by Claudia Moser on 5:49 PM in
Dear Little Black Dress,
I never seem to find the perfect one.

Dear dream,
Please return, somehow I feel it was an amazing experience.

Dear car,
I need to give you a wash don't I? But you have to wait one more week.

Dear grandmother,
I am coming to see you, great birthday ahead, 85 years and counting. I love you so much!

Dear plane,
We have a date today!

Dear Timisoara,
Hometown cannot wait to see you!

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6 Comments

Sofia says:
10:18 PM

This was extremely lovely Claudia. I suppose you are going to Romania. Have a great time and enjoy your home town. The journey home is never too long, your heart arrives before the plane. Hugs.

Southhamsdarling says:
12:22 PM

Oh, this is great! A really good idea for a post and I'm sure your grandma will be so pleased to see you. Have a lovely time and don't forget to wash the car when you get back home!!

Claudia Moser says:
2:46 PM

@Sofia - so happy at the moment :) life is good!
@Diane - she is happy indeed, but so hot in here, 38 degrees :(

Linda O'Connell says:
9:45 PM

Claudia, visiting blogs after returning from vacation. Thsi was a great post idea. Stop by for a visit.

Anonymous says:
2:05 AM

I like when you do these posts. : )

Claudia Moser says:
8:43 PM

@Linda - thank you for the visit!
@Susanne - it will be a weekly special so watch this space :)

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