Knowing Joey, even though he's far away and unlikely to let us become a big part of his life. That's huge. Still hurts, but at least I know
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intersections like tunnels newcomers taking pictures of each other lying in the snow digging out vehicles, scooping snow from under wheels two days later amazed at the ones still buried, invisible
gunning past the backhoe that changes direction suddenly like a stampeding dinosaur
surge, indeed, annoucing numbers and plans in advance the reason we're in this mess is, you announced all your plans in advance, giving the enemy time to hide, to abscond, to plan
you heard it here first: they'll watch for arrivals, shoot them down as they come in
When I visited my mom this last time I found her alert, sitting up straight, feeding herself, and talking a blue streak, and making sense. No change in medication or treatment. Sometimes it comes, and goes, they say. Cracking jokes, no less.