The Amazing Janie Fox Pt. 2

Do you know what I think of someone who would put a door like this on the interior of their home - probably taking a perfectly good door off to do it....?

I think that person is spectacular.

See?

I know these things.

Someone that would do this is an old soul.

I count myself most fortunate to have croseed this lady's path.

Once I arrived at her home - I felt...well...home.

I really have never seen such a place.

The pictures won't do it a bit of justice - but I'll try.

To die for.

This spot tore me up.

It was so perfect, it was tinged with grief.

She had plenty of bed rooms, but I wanted to stay here - I longed for a rainy day and a good book - and that spot.

I'll be back.

We had such a great time - staying in our pajamas more than anything, with endless cups of tea, talking and talking - crying laughing, crying crying -

She be a soul mate.

She be a kindred spirit.

She be my friend.

I got to meet her entire family - and I do believe they may have been shocked at my shyness.

I met Ollie.  Oh yes, I did!

I met her niece Ellen (hi Ellen!)

I met her husband Stu.

His kindness actually made me cry.

He was the utmost gentleman - making calls - tracking down a tire for me.

When I was leaving - I guess he called Janie, and said to run by the barn - he wanted to hug me bye.

You can't do that kind of stuff to a perimenopausal woman.

You just can't.

Do yourself a favor and go meet Janie.

But don't even think about taking that window spot.