To be in love Is to touch with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well.
-Gwendolyn Brooks
Pete and I had an impromptu walk in the rain today. I was supposed to be putting him down for a nap. Instead, we sloshed our flip-flop clad feet through the rivers of water in our neighborhood streets and gutters.
A man in the passenger side of a pickup truck gave me a thumb's up as he passed.
When we got home, we stood on the front porch and held our hands out to catch the water spilling from the roof. I wish I could transmit my memory of his wet skin, his hair plastered down, his laugh when he bent his head down to suck the shirt on my shoulder for a drink, how it felt to hold him on my hip in perfect health and happiness.
Also Gwendolyn Brooks : Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical guise.
4 comments:
I think you've converted me to Gwendolyn Brooks.
You're beautiful.
I love your posts so much. And we are out of our craziness and ready to be good friends to you again...thanks for your patience. :) We are aching to see you house and come over with cookies and "make you feel normal" again. We love you! When is good for you?
Can I just say that Pete looks like your mother. Your boys are darling and you are a wonderful mother. Love and miss you friend.
So sweet!
Nate and I once walked in the gutter together in the rain. Thank you for the reminder, we'll have to do it again.
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