Aaaaaaah! One year of Goldfinch in my life! You may have noticed by my recent posts that I am thinking of him more than ever, always sentimental and gooey-eyed.
I feel as if he needs another five or ten years of freedom. Then when he has flown and fluttered around to the point that his wings are tired out…I would love to be there for him, to make him a comfortable nest and to keep it pristine.
I don’t think it’s going to happen…so much changes in five, ten years time. I am trying to be realistic. But I will say this, it is an absolutely wonderful feeling to have met someone and spent a year with someone who makes you feel you would love to grow old with them.