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My first baby son Nevada was born on May 18 and died ten weeks later. This is the space of time when his memory for me is especially primal and vivid, experienced on multiple levels. It's tough to explain.
The worst years of my life (in order) would be the year following Nevada's death and then the year following my separation (and, in a distant
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Happy Mother's Day to you, little mama. I am not much for holidays, but I salute any of my sisters who has taken up the charge, with a special note of wonder for those who, like you, have done it in multiples, and well.
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It's nice that you have come full circle to sitting and hanging with a special person in a cafe. Your past experiences will serve well to remind you to make different choices based upon those experiences. I think we can appreciate the good when we've gone through bad.
What's also pretty cool is what you've written, about just hanging out and being, is great advice for your kids when they grow up and are choosing partners.
Good you're getting out of snootyville. I think places like that are harmful for people. I find the areas i'm attracted to have a nice mix of different cultures and people arne't fashion plates. I just hate that gentrification causes the wanna bes to flock over and do a designer Disneyland version of what made the place special in the first place.
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