Tuesday, May 04, 2010

I am getting older.

This is not a bad thing.

I go to visit my parents' home now like I am doing this evening.
To eat warm food, sit around the dinner table with them and atticus. Laugh. Because I need it. My body hurts. I am tired.

And for the first time in a very long time I feel happy to be there.

Needing to be there. Needing them.


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