One Day Always
3:15AM. I know, you probably think I’m a lunatic for not going back to sleep, but I keep thinking to myself, “I’m awake, why not?” And, “This kind of quiet doesn’t find me often, anymore.” Yesterday, the whole day with Jackie, keeping him home so he could have a special day, all to him. Just the little beat, his Mommy and Daddy. He couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it, frankly. A day where all of us can just hang out together, not worry about time or any appointments… just pretend like all we had to do was have fun.
Seeing him play at the museum–that children’s museum on West Steele, here in Santa Rosa–reminded me that I need to play more, just focus on trying stuff and seeing what happens. His unintended sagacity stayed with me long after we left. When we were at lunch, me trying…
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