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I Heart You
January 27, 2005 | Category:
I've been working long days recently (See recent Wile E. Coyote plan). This morning I was at my desk by 4:45AM.
Simultaneously, Bear has the sniffles. Just uck. So he's been out of school this week so I've been doing time as "Nurturing Mommy", pitching in to give Elia (our babysitter) breaks, in between snarling and gnashing with my shoulder to my workload.
Yesterday morning, I barely had time to wash my face and brush my teeth and jump into clean clothes before hitting the deck running. It was dinnertime before I could even take a break for a long hot shower. When I stepped out, I noticed in the fogged mirror the message "I [Heart] You". That old softy, CD, must have left it for me in the morning.
It was nice. I smiled. A little something to hold on to, because it is still a bite of rocky road ice cream around here on a couple of issues.
There's a huge theme in life around hope. And I still have a few scraps of it, I really do, although they're a little thin and threadbare.
Sometimes in the past year I think I've kept going only because I'm so in the habit that it hasn't occurred to me to stop.
But other times, I know it's because I still have hope. Fed by little messages written in steam for me on a bathroom mirror.
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