Category Archives: about love
This also happened. Sixteen is a lot. I can still conjure his face as he would crawl over the blankets to wake me up. The smile is still the same.
The village cares for me. They also care a great deal for my boys. They took off for Philly. I spent the day in the room watching Avatar – the Last Airbender, napping and when Matt came back got a
Vague memories of cross country trips in hotels with kitchenettes, of sitting in the back piled on one another, of some little sibling sleeping heavily on my shoulder. Mom had a baby on her lap in the front. Three cars,
Lucky enough to have all my regulars in my regular place. These are the people I call when I have made too much food, when I have found something stupid on the internet, when I just want to sigh and
The world did not stop without my presence. I find that reassuring. The noise level is low. Tonight is my first night alone since the incident. Well, I had one night between mom and Elaine’s visits. That was a blur.
Hate when you’re sick but you don’t look it. Just tired. Hate the word “just”. Mondays are a bit rough. The teaching until 10pm followed by the 8am class is also a bit of a stretch. Energy level was low.
Elaine is here. She is what I need. I don’t really need anything physically beyond rest. What Elaine brings is a light loving life affirming wise assery layer.
At this point I’m as normal as I was, except for the need for naps every two to three hours. So this morning Liz picked me up to head to the public market with our dear friend, Sylvie (who happens