Wish it were deliberate, but I am not that lucky.
I can write a book about mom, but another time.
The sun sets on our time in the school district. In September, I will have two college juniors. I’m looking in the mirror and the years are catching up. Trying to make my eyes and teeth last longer, but genetics push back hard.
Elder went to his first life celebration solo today; I dropped him off and wish I got a picture of him greeting and hugging people on his way in. He even got up and said a few words about his friend. He reports being over dressed, but better over than under.
Younger graduates community college in less than two weeks and is looking forward to what’s next.
I applied for a doctoral program, and we’ll see where that goes.
I’m paddling, spent two hours on the river today, and although it was cloudy and chilly, I needed the mindfulness of paddling; nothing exists outside the boat as long as I am in it.
Hopeful. Hope is all there is.
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