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Today I got some pictures back.
I sat in the car, snow piling up outside, and I cried and cried.
I was homesick for a place that had never been home.
Haroldson homesick.
Maybe you can see in these pictures why moving to Seattle has crossed my mind.

Peter Bain and I have often talked about how the friends we made at UPS, who we were with for four years (some more, some less), have been the people that also made the deepest impressions on our hearts. There's something about that time in your life, the time when you are creating your own life, deciding who you want to be, there's something important and amazing about that time. Something almost magical. A love that Dave and Erik and Mark especially knew...and it grew to include Evy and me and of course Peter and Doug and Jim and Wayne and Jamie and Steve and many others.

Evy and I have often marveled at how that connection has been passed on to our a way that defies reason or explanation.

All I can say is that I'm blessed beyond belief. Yes, because I live in Walla Walla. But also because I have the Haroldsons in my heart.

I love you...Erik, Evy, Canute, Sonja and Echo, too!

Hugs, Shell


  1. Just know that we Haroldsons would welcome you at any time with open arms. I think that you are some of the best people that i know, and i know some good people (hopefully). Whatever comes along juust know:

    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me
    When the road looks rough ahead
    And you're miles and miles
    From your nice warm bed
    Just remember what your old pal said
    Boy, you've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got troubles, well I've got 'em too
    There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
    We stick together and we see it through
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me

    Some other folks might be
    A little bit smarter than I am
    Bigger and stronger too
    But none of them will ever love you the way I do
    It's me and you
    And as the years go by
    Boys, our friendship will never die
    You're gonna see
    It's our destiny
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me
    You've got a friend in me

    Love Canute

  2. Weird to comment on your own blog, but I just had to say...
    You're an incredible kid and fascinating to boot.

  3. Michelle, I love the phrase....
    Friends are Family you choose. Can be so true.
    Walla Walla Loves your family so much.

  4. Michelle
    What a beautiful tribute to friendship and love. You can just feel it seeping out of the computer. How beautiful.

  5. Chelle,

    Looking at the pictures, i can see why you say you are "homesick". Being with dear friends is "coming home". They are family and a blessing. I'm so glad you have them in your life.

    Your city mouse friend,

  6. hey
    i just want you to know that the haroldson house always has room for the meyers
    we all love you guys more than anything!

  7. Sonja,
    We love you, too. I can remember one of the first times we stayed at Chez Haroldson, and you and Dave and I snuggled together and watched the Olympics. Your mom had told us that you had "your people," people who were special to you. And how thrilled Dave was to be adoped as one of your people. He always had a special spot in his heart for his little redhead Sonjs. Hugs and lots of love...


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