“Flying” back to London today on the Eurostar Train.  It feels like you are flying – you are going so fast.  Years ago, this trip under the channel would have been unthinkable.  Now, it’s a reality.  I can fly.  And so can you, my sweet girls.  Just don’t stop believing in that.  And don’t, for a moment, believe that I don’t love you.  You are always with me – as my twice daily posts should prove.  “Fly” over the ugliness and believe. Xxoo