how the voice memos are breathing so much life into me right now.
stopping one of his medications because it is not doing anything (only four pills in the morning and three pills in the evening now!)
bonus time to do my hair
thanks to Bob, now having a photo idea floating around inside my mind
some complicated things becoming much simpler
the 41 unread text messages not making me want to cry and run away today
feeling that slight breeze from our open bedroom window
the view from under my hat
the large print book so i don’t need my reading glasses
the cool of the pool
and the shapes the slight breeze is dappling it with
a PT session that was more about the stretch
and how good that was
cornfields out the window
wondering if i should be productive or not. spoiler alert: i was
watching her calculate her ballet minutes for the month (2,850)
my little tanning spot
and soaking up the last of the summer sun
recharging my batteries
making order out of chaos, which is my to do list
a handful of shoots
my view when i come back from throwing out the trash
how delighted she was to be ding dong ditched
her new name tag and what that means
how she just swooped in and solved a problem
without being asked
blue soap illuminated by the kitchen counter lights
finding just what i was looking for in the clean laundry
how i absolutely adore taking care of him and there is nothing i would rather be doing than that
nothing in the whole wide world
how i discovered that when i take a shower at 4pm and put my face cream on, i am really just doing part of my bedtime routine because what is the point of putting makeup on at that hour?
there is no point