Ten.Six Hundred & Thirty-One
It’s their last day. The time always goes too fast.
A few more games of War and Speed before they go.
I just wish we could have had a little more time. This is the one thing about the move out west. The distance between us doubled. And while I do have dreams of us all being Californians at some point, I know that the time for it is not now. Patience.
He gives them each a $20 bill. She comes to me asking for a skateboard.
I decide I’m just going to lay in bed for the day. I am emotionally, mentally, and physically drained. The only thing I want to do is play word games on my phone.
But there is also so much love and encouragement.
He asks me if I’m questioning the purpose of life. I tell him that yes, that’s been the theme of the day.
I still have time.
Pizza and Pio Cesare Nebbiolo. A lot of water. A cold shower to end the evening.
I can try again. I can try again.