this morning did not begin well. at all.
i just sat here and looked at the above two sentences. italicized all and then at and then not and then debated whether to capitalize and bold and underscore and color the rest. blood red.
but in true lalala! can'tyouseemyfingerspluggingmyears? i'mnotlistening! fashion that you've probably come to expect from this space, let me just tell you about how this mini-morning ended.
they'd almost reached school, but grae stopped. handed lillie her backpack and binder and giant brown grocery bag that is holding exactly one orange and one turquoise sharpie. and then ran as fast as she could all the way back to me for a kiss and a hug.
as i always do, i gave her extra ones for lill.
and then that girl...my girl...ran back to her sister. in spite of all the drama that had gone down between them only minutes before, grae took back the grocery bag and set it on the ground. took back her backpack and binder and set those down, too.
and then she hugged lillie so tightly i thought my heart would break on the spot. and kissed her. in front of three other classmates.
as for lill. i was warmed by her chandelier smile all the way back to me.
those two remind me that it's all about the ending, isn't it? i think it is. the end matters. i need to remember that more often.
maybe...no matter where you find yourself and no matter how you ended up exactly there, it's not as hard as it may seem to get back where you need to be. and end well.
marc yankus cityscapes look even more stunning when you've tears puddling in your eyes. catch you later. and xoxo.