I don’t listen to music as much as I used to. No real reason, it just doesn’t fit into my life the way it once did and that does make me very sad. But recently I thought about my love of Dire Straits and I decided to listen to So Far Away. Which segued into Walk of Life (maybe one of the happiest songs ever written?), and finally Romeo and Juliet. PS: not all those songs are from Brothers in Arms, but that album is pure magic if you haven’t listened to it already. Music is therapy for the soul and always there when life feels complicated.
The weather has been so strange lately. Not good for curly haired girls. Hot, humid, sticky. Today there’s a gentle pitter patter of rain drops which is preferable to the scorching rays of the hot summer sun.
I inadvertently fell off the map again. A little over a week ago Bryan got a call from his sister to check on their father and long story short he was rushed to the emergency room. The outlook was incredibly grim and all at once, everything just shifted and stopped. I hated to see Bryan so despondent because of a long day at the hospital and hopeless news. I realized then that the way he grieves doesn’t match the way I’ve always grieved (he’s withdrawn; I need to discuss my feelings out loud) and it was difficult to take a backseat to let him handle in his own way. Does any of this make sense? I dunno; it all felt so unexpected and I felt useless and it all hurt. Things thankfully took a much better turn (thanks to a misdiagnosis) but today things are tentative and not-so-great again. So we just take it all day by day and hope for the best outcome.
Mila continues to grow like a little weed, and the other day I noticed her legs are getting so long and less chunky! It made me sad, because I love those chunks, but also she’s reaching a fun age of toddlerhood where she begins to understand consequences and she’s so much more alert. We had to put our first family trip to Mystic on hold. I’m hoping we can go away later this summer or early fall when the hordes thin a bit and school picks back up. In the meantime, we find meaning in the big and little moments of our everyday, like trips to the park and visits to the lake and days of sun and nights of ice cream.
How are you, sweet friends?