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Terra Cotta is for the Living

I’m supposed to come over for a cup of tea and some low carb shepherd’s pie (apparently there is such a thing) but I’m worried about later about how I’ll feel the afternoons have been tricky lately “Can I come now?” I ask her over the phone, already in the car and heading in her…

Friends.

His name is Colin and he’ll melt your heart (trust me, I’ve experienced it firsthand)   He sits two seats away from Andrew in a classroom filled with few conversations and even fewer friendships yet somehow they managed to find each other CHOOSE each other, and form a bond (Hold on. I need to grab…

Photo Booth!

O.M.G. Where have I been? Why have I not experienced this before? Where can I get one for my house???? Which one is your favorite? Mikey totally bonded with the rubber chicken. Can you tell? Also, I tried to take off with the boa, but was busted by the gal who ran the photo booth.…

I Miss Rome

My landscape It used to be wide open     far reaching not quite limitless but comparatively speaking, pretty darn close   Somewhere between Then and Now It started to shrink slow motion at first and I almost missed it   But things like these have a tendency to feed on people like me (you…

Reality Bites

One of the things we had to do upon admitting Andrew into the hospital this week was sign a bunch of consent forms. They were the usual “Permission to Treat,” “Permission to Wake Him Up in the Middle of the Night Out of a Deep and Necessary Sleep for No Good Reason Whatsoever,” and “Permission…