Needed it.

In the dream, it finally happens. It finally happens.

I can tell her in tone and facial expressions that she thinks, maybe, he shouldn’t be playing. But since the orthopedist cleared it, we will just wait for the second opinion. “You’re not making $20 million dollars a year, but if you want to be…”

Just way too far apart.

French onion soup, goat cheese salad, french fries, lemonade, friendship. Ten more minutes of talking while standing on the corner under an overcast sky.

I just needed to relax.

They tell me you can hear the sound of it breaking.

They disappear right at 5:30 to go watch the boys. I am not surprised. Rome wasn’t built in a day.

He’s talking a lot, and that means practice must have gone well. These 7-minute car rides with him will be over soon. Soon he will be doing it all alone. Maybe I’ll still make him drive me to the grocery store on the weekends.

This is the 3rd and by far the hardest, and I can see why people don’t last. I also need to figure out how they keep going.