Mental telepathy ?

Yesterday, four friends reached out to brighten my day. Did they “pick up” negative vibes from me? (#1) Religious devotion to the phone call at exactly one o’clock every Sunday. She was my neighbor when I lived at the RV Park in Livingston. Thank you, Jan.  (#2) Faithful friend sends birthday gifts and Christmas presents. I met her in New Hampshire, in 2010, when I was RVing. Thank you, Deb, for the Azalea pictures.  (#3) RVing friend—and recent visitor—sent the video with details about his “adventure” in Waco. Thank you, Jimmie.*  (#4) Cousin, friend, and avid genealogist sent several cartoons that had me smiling from ear to ear. Thank you, Leland.

*Jimmie wrote: “If you want to share the video and say fast forward to 3:48 or whatever to see the Waco part, that’s ok with me!”

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Old lady Lorraine (eighty–nine and counting) won’t talk about the incident that led to her depression.

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To my amusement,  after I published the above message, I was doing a Google search. Google wanted to put a smile on my face (?) because “coffee”—gourmet coffee—is almost as enjoyable as “climbing the family tree.” ~~ Deb sent Eight O’Clock (brand) Caramel Macchiato coffee for my birthday. Thank you, Deb. ~~ The Google image, on the Internet, is animated but I was unsuccessful attempting to capture the animation.