Mama’s gonna have a heart attack, but not until after I jump in after him, ya know?
When I woke up this morning, I was all out of sorts. The right side of my back has slowly started to pull in to itself the way a dried out leaf slowly crumples to one side. So I did something I never do; I book an appointment for an hour long massage. I had…
I figured, why the hell not?
…and the comfort level is set at a constant chill.
Theo sees right through my sham of containing him on the blanket and scurries away.
Once he relaxes a bit all he does is talk about that blue one and that other blue one. Nonstop for 15 minutes.
Our afternoon hike is on hiatus.
So I must reinforce to myself and my children that just being here is enough.
…this place was a little haven for us.
Why was it so easy as a kid to do that?
Two kids at the library can be fun, but also supremely exhausting.
You can take away my alcohol and nicotine, but you will never take away my caffeine source.