![\"Starting](\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3065\/2571290470_53934809b5.jpg\")
<\/a><\/p>\nThanks for the notes and comments yesterday. I went home and JWo was a super husband, frying up homemade hot wings (extra extra crispy) and then made me a PB&J sammich with the chocolatiest milk, ever, for dinner. We watched a movie, and just had a quiet night. I didn’t want to talk much, so I just did my knitting & watched the television. When I went to sleep, I did what I usually do – stare out the window, looking at shapes and whatever I can see, depending on the clouds and moonlight. One of my favorite visuals that I had a child, and now get in my life because of our big yard, is lightening bugs, twinkling away. I started writing a really kick-ass haiku in my head, and almost got up to write it down, but alas, I didn’t, and of course, it’s gone. In any event, it was another point of reassurance in my life, as true as a cold glass of milk coats your throat, that life goes on, things are ok, I’m going to find joy and sadness throughout the journey, and it’s better to feel them fully than insulate yourself, because without one, you cannot have the other. <\/p>\n
It was also interesting yesterday, because a couple people called me to chat, unaware of the date’s significance; my friend Shelley called from a nearby park, and I suggested she and Miss Kara swing by if they had the time. Miss Kara is growing up and her personality has grown by leaps & bounds since I last saw her. Holy Toledo! And now, she interacts even more, and treated me to countless enormous, hilarious, gummy grins. So I had to take some pictures. A snuggly, funny kewpie doll, on a day when I could use a little pick-me-up. <\/p>\n
![\"It](\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3265\/2570464075_6078c38eb9.jpg\")
<\/a><\/p>\n![\"Beaming](\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3147\/2570464423_d0d3c45845.jpg\")
<\/a><\/p>\n![\"And](\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3092\/2570464677_463db87bbc.jpg\")
<\/a><\/p>\n