chronicle of my journey through my matriarch years - love , work, dreams, frustrations, poems, paradoxes
Sunday, March 21, 2010
I hope readers will check for back posts later this week. I'm chasing my tail. So much I want to write and so much time spent enjoying family I haven't been witting to write it. Bob has gone back to Corpus now, spring break over. Ruth had her birthday today. It is truly odd that I clearly remember the feel of her in my arms, brand new, exactly where I sat on the couch to nurse her the first night we spent at home together, and now her son is one and she is designing deck additions and teaching college classes and altogether wonderfully grown up.
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I definitely will check back!
Isn't it wonderful that we can remember the feel of the beautiful infants they were (the smell too) even as we celebrate the adults they have become.
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