The heaviness of anger.. of disappointment
a silent meal.
I focus intently on my pile of corn.
I never noticed how firm a kernel is
until it gives way to the pressure of my teeth.
I never thought about how my chicken finger
looks like a fish.
Well, a long fish.
until we fought at dinner
and the silence drew my eyes
down to my plate..
and my fork scooped up the
tributaries of blue cheese dressing.
Its the day after my “almost 22nd birthday”
Yesterday was December 1st. My birthday is January 1st. see? Almost!!!
It was a sweet party!!! Food..so much foood. Music. friends. surprise
GUITAR HERO!!
(which we played all night..and are still playing it now)
gifts. cards. hugs. happy birthday cupcakes with 22 candles somehow stuffed in there..how wonderful.
and to wake up this morning..and have my home frosted with truckloads of snow..flakes as big as my face really..
then good snowman times were had.
Yes…its a good Sunday.
Love you.
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