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I hope I have enough to say to make that stupid title worthwhile. I guess I have a question to ask rather than a essay to post. Moms? Do you sponge moods off of your children? If your daughter is happy, you’re happy? If she’s had her feelings hurt, your feelings are hurt [...] He gave me a big, wide-toothed grin as he grabbed the quilt, hopped on the couch and rested his head on my lap. After a few adjustments, his body was under the quilt, a snuggly ball just the right size for my left hand to rest on his bum. My right hand combed through [...] It seemed innocuous enough. “Let’s get some Mexican. Oh, and I still need shoes.” I knew son-in-love was a picky butt with tennis shoes, I did. I’d taken him once before about a month ago and he definitely has different taste in them, but I thought…(my first mistake, thinking)…that I knew what he wanted. [...] And the swirl began. You know that swirl, don’t you? That swirl that starts in your throat, goes straight to your gut and then to your heart, spiraling slowly through your body, reaching every corner, taking any loose nerves it can find and sparking them alive but only before promptly killing them. The warm rush, the cold chills, the 10,000 questions, the blockage from hearing any answers because there is no way an answer will make anything better. [...] If I’ve learned anything in these past few weeks that I haven’t posted, it’s to write WHEN ‘it’ happens, whatever the ‘it’ is of the moment. Waiting makes for no posting at all, or even worse, posts that are too long and don’t even say what you wanted them to say in the first place. So, [...] |
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