Interupted again

Sit down to write an introductory post and Olive screams from her car seat in the bedroom.

Welcome to my life.

Sound familiar?

Write in my head all day long as thoughts about Elias, parenthood, Alaska, hope, hockey,  grief, recess, a roomful of grandmas, soccer, sleep, stream through me like water, air, fire, wind.

Like breathing.

I sit down to write, chasing the words like butterflies, with a broken net. Duck-taped and holy, I plunge and swoop and hope to catch

a sentence or if I'm lucky,

a story

or two.

And Olive cries again.

Comments

[Mae Ann Smith]

This is beautifully written and expressed! I wish you and Elias a wonderful school year. I marvel at the conversational thoughts he shares with you. They are precious. You are all a very special family. Miss you. Mae Ann

[Stacey]

Wow...you're a good writer!

[Christy]

Thank you Stacey!!!!!!

Miss you too Mae Ann:)