My Frizbee

My frizbee is my life when I am traveling. I think Duncan thought it strange some of the things I travel with but a frizbee has many purposes. It is fun to play while waiting for anything. The language of game and laughter is international so grownups and children have fun with it. It can be used as a plate, cutting board, bowl, shade provider, stick against dogs or other annoyances. While I was in the country with Magale´s family I played frizbee with this sweet and very sad 14 year old girl who was 8 months pregnant. I told her mother I was going to send her a frizbee when I got home. I also played it with Duncan, and our friends from Puerto Rico on the beach and with Magale´s grandchildren, Nichole and Pedro.
Sadly we got home a day later very late and everyone brought everything in. However Robert threw the garbage in the trash and also tossed my frizbee. The next day when heading to the beach I asked Magale and others about it and they said We think Robert threw it in the trash. His comment was that he didnt know it belonged to me. And that was it.
My frizbee is gone. If I had known it would disappear so soon I would have given it to the sweet pregnant unhappy and overwhelmed little Amber.
So now my cool $20.00 USD frizbee that glows in the dark is GONE. I am sooo bummed. I love that thing. I had my website on it too! Ok enjoy the day.

Love and besos, Georgie