I close my eyes. I hold my breath. I jump. The water is cold, but bearable. Suddenly, I am the 10 year old shell of myself, like a fish in the water. Not a care in the world but the temperature of the water and keeping it out of my wind pipe. I press my […]
Month: August 2019
Bigger Than the Sky
My Sweet Lucy Girl, It is your last night of being three. We have been counting down the days all week. Tonight you wanted an extra book for bedtime, and I caved because, well, “It’s your last night of being three.” I tell you this as if to set a precedent, a proper expectation. But […]