Today, young Stefan left. It was so sad. I said good by to him last night, because they left early this morning. But I have to admit that when I walked outside and saw JD, Stefan's favorite horse, I got teary eyed. Stefan was an incredible young man. He was cautious without being fearful, fearless without being foolhardy, a great conversationalist, a super sense of humor, assertive, stood up for himself at the right times, and an all around great kid. If he was my son, I would be really proud of him.
I only hope that one day our paths cross again . . . which could happen. The other night when we were playing German pinocle, I was telling him that I thought it was weird that I have had a close relationship with two Germans in the past year. Somehow he got me to promise that if another German comes into my life by the end of this year, that I will go to Germany for at least a month! It could happen!
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