I’m afraid if I talk about this picture, I’ll ruin its perfection. So I’m going to talk to it instead. I took it on a Thursday in October. To the Tree Outside My Window: They say you should at least be aware if you view the world through rose-tinted glasses. And I am. I viewed my entire week through your rosy glow, and it made everything better. Seriously, the glow.
Yesterday was October First, and I love firsts like I love fall. So you can imagine how my sensibilities explode when it’s a first within fall. Michael says this is the month I’m going to finish writing my current novel. He said that last night when I was cooking supper and he was using my laptop to watch hunting videos and I was all, “It’s okay, I don’t need my
Yesterday, October 17, was the anniversary of my motherhood. John Michael prefers to call it his birthday, and because I’m a mother, I let him. I even give him the presents and the cake and the candles. I don’t need them anyway. The thrill of the anniversary is better when it’s kept inside – like a secret. Like the feeling I had when I was pregnant that first time. I