- Up at midnight. We grunt at each other, give sleepy hugs, then ooze into bed. Greeting one another after a week apart is different after being married ten years.
- I sit across a coffee cup and marvel.
- Not to make all new things, but to make all things new.
- “You gave me a gift! That makes my heart happy!” Melt.
- We share a cup of zucchini-dill soup and a slice of cheesecake with strawberry reduction at the cafe. She likes the soup but not the cake. I’m okay with this split.
- 90% of the best possible outcome.
- Mother’s Day. Crap.
- I still haven’t planned a party. This late, it may not happen. More guilt.
- Eff it. I’m sending it anyway.
- I almost miss today. I write a very bad list. Mostly because these days I’m so caught up in the juggling act that I fail to notice much of anything.
