I'm back today. Extra posts means excess thoughts. The light in this photo is dim because it was a late late evening snack. Coincidentally, I'm thinking of our baby girl, the one I'm growing. She's about as big as an avocado. Her heart pumps 25 quarts of blood a day! Her Dad took her brother and sisters out to the park this afternoon so that her mom could "have a break". It was totally irrational of him since he should have been sleeping due to his 9pm-7am shift in the ER tonight. And it was totally needed. Because I had run out of the patience required to be needed all. the. time. With that time I waxed this table (see what good use we're putting it to m and d? I just wish I could keep it cleared off for an hour):
lucy, cutting and gluing. lucy is always cutting and gluing.
and bought an outfit to wear to a wedding tomorrow. While I was sitting sipping some soup shopping bag at my feet, one at a table for two, I felt terribly lonely. The truth is, none of us need a break from what we do, we need a break from doing it alone. So, we write. Or we knit. Or we photograph our world. Or we snuggle up. Or we phone someone. Or we dissolve ourselves into the pages of a book. Or we pray. Or we steal hugs from our children as they run by though they scream in protest because really, the truth is, we all need a break from doing it alone. We reach out into the world to connect. It's what keeps our hearts pumping all those quarts of blood. It's what keeps us waking up for more even on the mornings after the nights spent as one in a bed for two.