I didn’t have anything today. I wanted to post but I just was … empty. I was sick of my voice. Didn’t feel like talking anymore.
Then I looked around at my family and suddenly thought, These are the voices I want to hear instead. So we went out for pizza and I took a notebook and I solicited phrases from them. Phrases about what had happened to them this week and about the first signs of spring. We talked about stuff and I kept writing things down. Lots of scribbling and dead ends.
We got home and I looked at the scribbles and I put some things together and read everyone a haiku I had assembled from the pieces they gave me. I made sure they approved of them. And here they are.
My mom (visiting from New England, where are stone walls all over the place, including her back yard):
my stone wall
My husband (spent last weekend cleaning frantically to prepare for my mom’s visit; has terrible teeth):
the last tooth
My son (claims he told me a long time ago that he needs new boots):
in my old boots
So what’s your family up to these days? Anything worth writing home about?