Making her a video about family shenanigans before I go to sleep. Emailing it to her.
Wearing socks. Simmering bone broth. Apple crisp with extra butter and brown sugar.
Waiting for the milkweed pods to dry out.
Walking the beach two times this week - so far. The smell of the ocean. The sound of the waves.
Wondering if he'll see the message.
Pushing back on systems that don't work for us. Sending a screechy email. Getting the job done. And then, refusing to adult for just a few hours.
Sqeaky-wheeling is exhausting.
Laughing at the fact that I always imagine September to be relaxed and slow. In reality, it's often jam packed. This is true for this September. Wondering how it will all come together.
His Debate meet and her call back for The Crucible. Friday cannot come soon enough.
My new favorite new mug.
Reading and responding to newsletter replies. Saying thank you for the words of support and love.
Noticing how things are changing. I haven't taken any pictures this week.
Reading A Love Song In Praise of Quitting. Finding time to go to a bookstore and put my hands on words.
Remembering that googling medical diagnoses before bed is not a great choice. However it makes for some interesting dreams.
Crying with my eyes closed during EMDR. Such a strange sensation.
The return of summer.