Day stops, slows, and here we are.  Been waiting for this, no obligation but to be with him, listen to his new words and reactions and demands, sighs–  nothing else I need in the moment, just him, whether it involve quiet or conversation, I’m eased, whole, peaced.  His expression has changed since I saw him last, this morning, when he told me not to leave not to go to work to just stay home and watch his cartoons.  I should have listened, but here we are.

Just.

The.

Same.

(4/2/15)