Exactly two-thirds into this process, and I feel like I’m only just getting to the heart of my feelings. Like there were sixty-plus other days of gunk floating at the top that had corroded, and had to be scooped and poured off. Here it is again — sentences running through my mind all day, translating … Continue reading
It happens, every time. Just so you know. I get my stuff together. I lace up my shoes. You come over to me, babble about something. Eventually, it happens. I say, “Okay, I’m going to work. Can you give me a hug?” And you do. That’s not the moment though. It’s five seconds later, when … Continue reading
I am tired in my very bones today. My body aches, my eyes are forming bleary tears every time I yawn. But even with that, while at the park and feeling achy, slow, I still notice you. And when I take the time to do it, time completely stops; it’s like I’m freezing you into … Continue reading
There are these moments that flow like total perfection. I’m sitting with V on the couch. She’s watching Sesame Street. She is constantly sitting as close to me as possible, sometimes even on me. I am reading the new Murakami, Killing Commendatore. V wraps an arm around mine, plays with the seam on my pants. … Continue reading
V and I went to see my dad today, and although he hasn’t asked me this in a long time, at some point in our conversation (and trying to stop V from tearing all the guitars off the walls), he said, “So, are you writing?” For so long, the answer has been, “No, but I … Continue reading
There is a certain way you call me. “Mommy.” It’s not really calling me; it’s not loud. You say it softly, repeating it, but not asking for anything. You say it when you sit in my lap, you say it when I come home. You say it when we’re doing nothing together. Sometimes you’ll put … Continue reading
Today I met up with John, an old friend I’ve known for half of my life, but haven’t seen in about nine years. He had yet to meet V and we hadn’t caught up in a long time. But like any good friendship, we picked up right where we left off and soon I was … Continue reading
I already mentioned that I’m a big podcast girl. Lately, having gone through every Oprah podcast available, I started listening to the Magic Lessons podcast with Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Big Magic (and, of course, Eat, Pray, Love). They are a lot about creativity and living as an artist, and a lot about life, … Continue reading
Today, my friend Elizabeth visited and we just played, went to Target, and had lunch. I don’t know how she did it, but she captured the real essence of V and our relationship. It was such a treat to see these photos. V loves to laugh right now and I’ll do almost anything to get … Continue reading
Over a year ago, my friend Marianne (you know her from the How to Make a Vision Board post) suggested something kind of radical to the rest of our group. Rather than a gratitude journal, she wanted to start a gratitude text chain. Just the four of us, every single night, as the day ended. … Continue reading
small life, slow life 