Tuesday, December 1, 2015


The tangles of siblings and relationships and the trippings that are in there despite all of our hopes is not lost on me. I watch these two, who struggle often to see each other with clarity and generosity. But sometimes when it is just the pair of them, without the pull of others, they can enter a world of their own that is tender and shared and fun and imaginative. Today they both leapt up as I headed out the door to help a friend, eager to come along, grabbing books and pencils and odds and ends to play some sort of complicated scientist game i didn't quite follow. I think they may forget it someday, and I may forget it too. For today, it was a bridge.

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