I tried to practice my clarinet in front of you today for the first time. You didn't like it and you cried.
I have not had a period in over two years. It's been glorious. Thank you, my children.
You hold onto my finger tight. You throw your arms around my neck after a nightmare. I feel like the most needed/desired person in the whole world. And in the now, I am.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Memoirs
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