rest in peace, dear vera.
your love of life, and your mischievous sparkle will never be forgotten.
and every time i listen to conway twitty,
or cook a meal for people i love,
i will think of you and how grateful i am to have met you.
the dance halls of texas will never be the same. xo
long time, no write.
the warmer weather calls for
playgrounds and wagon-pulls.
playdates and photoshoots.
working five days a week in a job
that doesn't fill my heart but thankfully provides
health insurance to this cancer-survivor
and her family.
my to-do list is growing:
letters to write regarding unfair health insurance handling.
graduate class registration to figure out and
red-tape to update my teacher certification.
more health insurance craziness.
house repairs longer than our budget
and my old cat is starting to forget where his litter box is.
i know this is life. i know i need to take care of these things,
but i am not feelin' it.
all i want to do is
hula-hoop under the moon
and curl around my boys each night.
i want to have time with the people i love.
i want to breathe in life and
go a little crazy.
i want to find myself again.
