Warm rough hands, worn work boots, dirt on the pants and a dance in his eyes. Hey everybody, dad’s home.
When we visited my grandma in the summer, we’d sit on the porch & watch the moon every night to be sure it made it safely home. My grandma said we should say prayers that it find fulfilling work during the day. It’s not like there’s a lot of jobs out there for a moon, … [Read More]
There is no one who comes here that does not know this is a true map of the world, with you there in the center, making home for us all.
scattering little bits of happiness everywhere she goes, except at home because her family told her to get out & leave them in peace for godsakes
Don’t let them fool you, she said. It’s impossible to remodel without deep & painful personal growth & they don’t let you put therapy under home improvement
I’m trying to pack for the future, he said, but I think it’s too much stuff. So what are you going to do? I said. & he shrugged & said he was going to trust that everything would work out. & he added, I’m moving back in with my parents.
I don’t mind dancing with you, he told her one night, as long as I get to pick the dance sometimes. OK, she said, you pick. So they went home & made popcorn & looked at magazines all night long
I need you to come home soon, she said. I’m walking around like a woman who’s let herself go.