Today I failed. Failed as a mom. Failed miserably.
That evening she burnt her curry while cooking – this tiny incident made her realize that she had to act fast. Sitting and worrying was not being of any help.
My contribution to The Noble Enterprise of Science is an entirely mathematically-consistent model in which sporks plow into each other, stick together, and become particles.
At that moment, we felt like we belong. In this mess of a world, we became one. The endorphins in a hug made us feel like home. The home that we never had.
I feel powerful and in control for the first time in ages, and I have a purpose now. I open the front door and walk outside into the street, and the lightning starts, as do the screams.
It is all about working through those hurts and finding a way to process them while letting them hurt a bit less every day. There is no time table.
The blood, though, it was bright, sanguine, oxygenated, oozing from ruptures in the hands and feet, from a forehead scratched, a back scoured, a side rent. Strange, I hadn’t noticed it on the way in. I guess my mind was elsewhere.
They slowly drifted apart. The man turned to his friends for fun. The woman left alone to cry out her tears while waiting for him to come back.
I realized this morning as I pulled in to the parking lot, that I was filled with angst. I wasn't nervous but realized I was apprehensive. I have spent my life encouraging, speaking truth to and guiding women, so what were all these unsettling feelings I was dealing with?
You have each made it past kindergarten and first grade and are safe in second grade. I'm passing out some vouchers, if you come back within the next three weeks, you may bypass Sid, if you like, and start from here in the break room
You are the heart reserved for me, but I want to tell you that I mistakenly thought your heart was somebody else a hundred times.