365: Red; January 15, Buddha on the dashboard

I used to go to school with this amazing gal, Elizabeth. She was an exchange student from Boulder, CO. I think she is the first American I ever got to know well. She was (I'm sure she still is) cool. She'd worked on some political campaign, probably Obama's first term, which she said was really interesting, and she also said that Joe Biden's dentures weren't properly fitted and he'd spit on her once because they chattered when he spoke.

She was only at our university one semester. When she was packing up to leave, she found this little Buddha in her stuff and gave him to me. He's been attached to my dashboard since that day.

Owing to his placement and colour, and because my dashboard is black, I don't notice him all the time. Today, the sun hit him just right and I remembered a lovely woman who slid through my life for such a brief but forever instant. She works at Boulder Blooms now, I think. If ever you're there and she's there, give her a hug and say her Canadian Buddha sent it.

With thanks and a nod to Patricia Conroy, from whom I kinda nicked the title of this post.