Of a slow morning, friendly displays of affection, and dinner deferred.

  1. I lie in bed reading while he showers instead of leaping up to do busywork. I decide I don’t like the book but thoroughly enjoy the slowness of the start.
  2. Does everyone feel like this all the time? How do they stand it?
  3. We sit in the hushed sanctuary talking about life. I give her a longer hug than usual; she gives me a kiss on the cheek. We make a coffee date. The “hi”s in the hallway aren’t cutting it.
  4. Parchment paper from here on out.
  5. Back to no naps next week. No Nap McGee must be stopped.
  6. Watching her pick up a water pistol stirs weird emotions.
  7. I hold her hand for a while, unsure of what to say, sensing a need but not wanting to pry, hoping the love I’m pressing through my fingertips makes it to her.
  8. Dry-eyed and joyful.
  9. I’m annoyed at my food paranoia that keeps me from eating the pot roast I made for dinner but didn’t get to eat four hours ago that got left on the counter. I eat salami and yogurt instead.
  10. If I hurry, I can still get 7 hours.

Author: Ellie

Uppity stardust. Will eat (almost) anything.

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