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A little moment today. A single moment. I spent the afternoon and evening at the girls’ school. A celebration of the end of the school year and of . . . an end. The girls’ school is being shut down. Budget cuts. Maj is headed off to Junior High next year. Kallan is headed …Liminal moment
I love the smell of clover. It smells of honey and grass and sleepiness to me. It smells of silent friendship. Of the ache of motherhood. And blood. I picked a few of the round white flowers this afternoon as I walked around the neighborhood . . . breathed deeply of their fragrance. Stepped …Clovered scent Several nights ago, Kallan announced she had to have a magical hat. I hate homework. There was an evening of panic and screaming before I finally managed to extract the details . . . Kallan needed to make a hat that was equipped with everything she would need to travel through an imaginary world. …The whole story Today? Some time travel. I was glancing through some old emails this morning, and I came across this one. It just so completely took me back to that moment. Time travel. All the way back to December, 2001. Kallan is about 6 months old, and Maj is a little more than 2 ½ years …Time Travel I linger in bed this morning. I love the scent of fresh-laundered sheets, but more? I love the scent of the one who was just here. I move over into Mark’s side of the bed to wrap myself up in the memory of him . . . breathe deeply. Love that. I drift in …Changed air |
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