come thursday night, I hope I am looking up at a wide open sky full of stars. that I am full of mashed potatoes. I hope I got a piece of joy's sour apple pie before it got snatched up and I hope I remembered my coat. I hope we remembered the jiffy pop and the stevie wonder record and the twinkly lights. I hope that I didn't talk myself out of a late afternoon walk. because I am really, really going to need that walk. I hope the kids are having the best time, the kind they'll talk about for decades to come. I hope I am feeling my mom all around me. I hope I am comforted by that. I hope I hope I hope.
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ReplyDeleteand I was yurt camping! :)
DeleteSo SO so very happy for you. x.
ReplyDeletethank you! (such a fun little adventure)...! xo
Deleteyes!
ReplyDeletei love that you guys did this. you are inspiring, mama. xo so very inspiring.
ReplyDeletewe need to hang.