23 December 2009

A new phrase has risen to prominence in Nut Brown's vocabulary: "do it myself!" Last night we were crossing a reasonably busy street after sundown and I grabbed his hand to cross. He resisted and struggled, shouting, "Do it myself! Do it myself!" I said very firmly, "I'm sorry, Nut Brown, but it's dark and there are cars and I want to make sure that you're safe so you must hold my hand to cross the street." He paused and then said quietly, "Do it myself, please?"

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Last night after work I stopped at a store on my way home to buy Christmas crackers. It was gray and cloudy and dark and slushy outside, just a generally yucky December day. On my way home I was watching the gray and cloud outside and thought, I am going home to a warm, light house filled with people who love me. The thought was so uplifting that it held me up the rest of the night, and I was so happy to be home and happy to be with my sweet family and so happy to have my life just the way it is. Feeling so completely happy has been a bit rare lately, and it was wonderful.