We look at the minute hand. Does the clock need new batteries? Has time stopped? There is no rushing from here to there, no one tracking the time. There is only this moment: eating, laughing, sitting. (But there is also Thursday. We see it and look away from it, a distant storm cloud.)
I dread the days before surgery. Joseph had reached the point that he doesn’t want to know until we need to get in the car for the four-hour drive. I give him a Valium and load him up. Love to you all.
Beautiful, Shawn. Prayers for all to go well.
Sending all the love and prayers and hope and peace. <3
This moves everything. Good work.
I dread the days before surgery. Joseph had reached the point that he doesn’t want to know until we need to get in the car for the four-hour drive. I give him a Valium and load him up. Love to you all.