Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Twenty-Seven
Colder and colder. Very ready for fire.
Slow start to the morning light.
Two coffees? No, just one. Out of those decaf pods.
But where are the bunny ears?
Bowls of salt-water taffy on the sideboard. Irresistible.
Phrases and notes on a thin stack of Post-it notes. I finger the thin slivers of paper throughout the day. I know what they say without having to read them.
Never on time.
Evolving.
Another bowl of chili. A reminder not to have too much too soon. Soup season has only just begun.
Halloween, as a parent of teens, is a lot different. Sometimes easier, sometimes more stressful. Less physically exhausting and more emotionally exhausting. But that’s just parenting in general.
