Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Twenty-Two
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Birthday month.
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“You ate all the bagels?”
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Really need to get that dead bird off the deck. Poor little finch.
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Sunflowers glowing gold.
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No one is upset about this morning’s music choices.
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Home alone.
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Careless Whisper by George Michael.
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I sit in the hammock before the meeting, read a few pages of the book. I argue with the author in my head.
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The thing is I just want enough energy to be able to do the work that really needs to be done.
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Cilantro stuck in the back of my throat.
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My hands are open.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Twenty-One
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Nature’s alarm clock.
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Here just in time.
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The right message at the right time.
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“Therefore, sunflowers often represent worship and faithfulness associated with the desire to seek out light and, in turn, truth.”
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Hot already.
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I look up at the sky. Hot breeze in my eyes. Palm trees blowing in the wind. Yes, sometimes I do miss this place.
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Cherry cobbler with ice cream.
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Sepia-toned sunset. Oh, wait. Is that just my sunglasses?
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I don’t think a picture could do it justice.
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What are we going to do?
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Twenty
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Feels like Saturday. Thank goodness.
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Another dress, another sweater. Orange juice in the chair looking out toward the trees.
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Laundry. Need to get caught up.
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I walk into her bedroom and see all of the things everywhere. I close the door.
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Error messages.
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This chicken keeps coming closer and closer.
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I can’t seem to find my words. Maybe today should have been a day for regular coffee.
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I give them the short version of a very long story.
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She pulls out the things in her bag and names them one by one. I miss this age.
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So tired I can’t even keep track of the game.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Nineteen
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Can’t sleep in too much or we will be late.
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Sweater over the dress. Bags of bagels and some decaf for breakfast.
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Windy down here.
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I haven’t been here in years. I walk around the corner to see if the fountain is still there. It is.
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Fresh sheets. Nap time.
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“I believe in ghosts but I think this show is fake. Because why don’t the cameramen get scared?”
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“But we’re assuming that coach knows where he is going.”
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This is living in wine country.
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There are no accidents.
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So much beauty everywhere.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Eighteen
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What’s with the birds this morning?
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I’ve now become one of those people who can no longer tolerate a grocery store donut.
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I let the sun blind me.
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Every day she asks what I am doing, and every day I feel like I say the same thing. Do I sound excited? What am I teaching her to anticipate about adult life when I respond with such little enthusiasm? What am I modeling for her? For all of them?
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Today’s playlist is top notch.
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I breathe and watch the spiderwebs above me jiggle.
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Nothing will ever be the same.
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The scrub jay keeps hopping into the hammock. Silly bird.
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I wouldn’t give this up.
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But this feels good.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Seventeen
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It’s already Thursday.
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Thank goodness for boxed breakfasts these days.
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You can tell they’re tourists because they keep walking in circles around the store.
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Negative.
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We talk about boundaries and kids and sticking up for yourself and being exhausted by baseball. We sit and drink a glass of water before I leave. Bird chatter in the background. I am happy to be here.
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I ask him if he needs help. He asks me to give him the answer. That’s not how this works.
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We work at the table together. For a brief moment, I consider what it might be like to homeschool him. I’ve been thinking of this off and on for so many years. What is his specific need? Can I realistically accommodate it?
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“I think I just had to get it off my chest,” I say. “Even though I didn’t say everything, just saying those things helped.”
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Hanger steak and chimichurri and an herb salad.
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Cancer Traits:
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Very sensitive
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Seeks comfort
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Forgives but never forgets
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Only has one boundary, but it is very firm
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Takes on other people’s problems
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Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Sixteen
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I guess it’s time to buy clothes now that we’re going back out into the world again.
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What is in store for today?
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Where did the time go?
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Drinking coffee, sitting in the sun.
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“The only thing I know is that I don’t know anything.”
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But what will be my contribution?
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My peak hours are definitely 6am-12pm.
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So many things to think about. Everything feels important.
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Why?
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“What you do is your history. What you set in motion is your legacy.” - Pesme
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Fifteen
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I don’t hear the birds yet. I can keep my eyes closed.
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Jaw so tight. What a rough way to start the day.
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The thing is, I have to tools to navigate this.
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Today needs coffee.
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The good thing about a teenager in this situation is that they’d rather be alone in their room anyway.
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I answer right away. I talk longer and about way more than I intended. But you know when your people are your people. And now I feel seen and validated.
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It’s not the happy travelers that are coming in, she says.
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But I know how this movie ends.
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I hate that I’m going to miss this one inning game.
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I am quiet. Just trying to soak it all in. Trying to pay attention. Trying to be observant. My mind feels like it’s going 2 miles per hour. Maybe I’m just tired.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Fifteen
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The birds are loud. It’s time to get up.
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What will today bring?
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Quietly and diligently. Focus.
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“Today was going to be the day, but I got scared.”
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He says they told him that he can’t go back to school without quarantining for 10 days or with a negative COVID test.
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Is he faking? No. His forehead feels a little warm.
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“And are you choosing to be ‘irresponsible’ to your mental health and well-being?”
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Best way to clear the mind is to clear the space.
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He calls him out. The winning run. The ball wasn’t in his hand. But umps call. Another one-inning game tomorrow to break the tie and say alive. I will have to miss it.
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But, in this case, logic doesn’t work.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Fourteen
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Still don’t want to get up.
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That feeling when your whole body wants to shut down.
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I toss chocolate chips into the batter because it’s Sunday.
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What is going right?
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Back under the covers.
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Maybe it’s because I haven’t had coffee in two days?
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Laundry and more laundry.
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“In assuming the viewpoint of no defense, you have chosen the right to be who and what you are with no games involved.” - Medicine Cards
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Hot in the sun. A cooling breeze. They run up the score quickly.
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Burgers on the grill.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Thirteen
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Staying in bed.
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I reheat the leftover bolognese and take it back to bed.
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Nothing on the list feels as important as going back to bed.
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He’s always worried when I sleep a lot. I just need the rest.
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It reminds me of Brentwood. For a moment I wonder if we should have stayed.
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I realize that I’m trying to talk myself out of the very thing I know I need to do. I can hope for the best, but I’ve seen this show before. I know how it ends.
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I could go back to sleep.
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I lean back in my stadium seat and put my face in the sun. The heat on my skin feels good.
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What would I have to shift in order to make that a reality?
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Craving: Tuesdays on the sofa with coffee.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Twelve
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Waking up with the birds.
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Early morning light.
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These candied kumquats though.
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Barely 10 am and I am already tired from the day. What else do I need to do?
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The stretching is deep and good and cleansing.
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The house is small but cute. There are garden beds and a vineyard view. It’s quiet. I should like it more than I do. I know he will not like “it doesn’t feel right,” for an answer.
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The more he says it, the more nervous I get.
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I give them each a rootbeer candy from the deli.
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The weather is absolutely perfect.
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Lovina for dinner. Ceviche. Little gems salad. Levain with the silkiest butter. Pork bolognese with truffle butter. Flourless cake with espresso ice cream and cherries.
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So tired.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Eleven
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So cold.
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No water. Again.
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58 degrees downstairs. I decide to turn on the heat for them.
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He leaves to take the car to the dealership. I have at least one hour to myself before the kids wake. There is enough water in the tea kettle from yesterday to make a pot of yerba mate.
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Sun coming in.
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Still burning.
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She has a baby goat and she’s walking it on a leash. Athena.
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I’m doing the thing I said I didn’t want to do.
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It feels like rain.
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Hail.
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“You can love them and let them go.”
Ten. One Thousand, Four Hundred & Ten
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Holy moly. Too cold.
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Loud birds. What time is it?
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I make a full pot of regular even though I know I should have decaf.
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I am living the life of my dreams.
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I wish I had a better poker face.
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Control C. Control V.
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She shows me the tower of jasmine. You can smell it before you see it, even through the mask.
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We sit at the table by the police department and eat our sandwiches. She is a gift from the universe, a harbinger of messages I needed to hear.
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Teary-eyed again. I blame my lunch with Jodi.
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That was actually a pretty good game.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Nine
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Air so cool. Birds so loud.
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There is no quiet way to close the window.
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Maybe it’s the coffee that’s making me angry.
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“The cemeteries are filled with people who once believed that they were indispensable.” - Medicine Cards
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She always has the best mood. Her energy is enviable.
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“How can I help?” she asks. I tell her that the question is helpful because it requires me to stop and think about what I actually need.
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“Free” time.
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We score 6 runs at the top of the one-inning game. Bottom of the inning. Three runs from the other team. Then two more. Two kids on base. Winning run at the plate. Pop-up fly caught by the pitcher for the last out.
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I feel lighter. This is what it’s all about.
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He asks me if I believe in ghosts.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Eight
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Cold.
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Another load.
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Coffee. Frozen waffles for them. Green juice and fruit for me.
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The list is long. I tell myself that I will let myself watch one episode if I can get it all done.
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I can’t tell if having your experience makes you feel more validated, or angrier.
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“What has anger showed you today?”
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Even though he keeps giving me permission, something is holding me back.
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For a moment, I think I should consult an outside perspective. Then I remember that I am the only one who knows what’s best for me. Seeking outside approval will only confuse me.
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“You’re allowed to be scared AND do what’s best for your mental health and family.”
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I don’t think my stomach can handle another inning.
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Soup. Bread.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Seven
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But I have to get up so that I can finish.
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Cinnamon roll from a can. Coffee.
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But, why?
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Was it necessary? See above.
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She tells me that I am being pulled to an edge that I usually avoid. She tells me to let myself go there.
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“I’m tired of white light. Go into the dark. Creation happens in the womb.”
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I tell him I just want to take a nap on the ground with my face in the sun.
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The umps are late. I lay down and close my eyes.
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Hanger steak is rarely a bad idea.
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We think, maybe, that we have a plan.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Six
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Gray skies. A mood.
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Vanilla coconut-milk yogurt with roasted walnuts, homemade granola, and homemade candid kumquats.
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The words come out quickly. This topic needs more space but we’ll see how it goes.
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Hair.
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He sends me a link to the article. Nice move. Petty me wishes I had said something. That I had set everything on fire. I will just haunt them for the next eight years.
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There is just enough sun peeking through. I make a snack and sit in the hammock. Face in the sun. So quiet.
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Nap.
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I can do nothing.
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It was criminal of me to buy these grocery store strawberries.
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That deadline is approaching quickly.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Five
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That was a late night.
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Hungry.
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Finally Friday. Finally the end of the week. Finally, some time to rest?
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I am talking and hoping that what I am saying is making sense. He’s nodding as if it does. That’s good. He says, that the majority of applicants were women. I find that telling. Is it that the men already believe they are quality leaders? That they have no room for growth?
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My arms feel unsteady in the side plank. Everything is shaking today.
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That darn windshield.
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She texts me to say that she’s been meaning to ask me about these things. I tell her that I’ve been on the verge of tears almost every day because of these things. There is much to talk about.
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We lament over the amount of time it takes to do our daughter’s hair. I laugh to myself. Only another Black mom would understand.
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It just doesn’t feel right.
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I laugh.
Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Four
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Cleaning clothes.
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Almost forgot the coffee.
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Where is the time going.
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I think of how soothing it is to see a familiar face. Of how our time together seems like a lifetime ago.
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All the snacks.
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I didn’t think I’d stay.
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Why did he bring that?
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I just like to introduce those parts of me later. Not everyone needs to know.
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Apparently, the sound of breaking class was the result of a baseball hitting my car. Of course. Of course, it would be my car.
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A rally.