something not just everyday ... but a special today something ...
not just an everyday just across the street park visit ... but a hidden away we never go there park visit.
(after first driving past my old house convinced that if the rock that i
we played. the girls ran. stella scrambled across monkey bars. cora scooted up climbers and ropes. finners scrambled up and down and up and down. occasionally pausing to point at a plane (and waving hi to daddy up there.)
and then i collected the kids and dragged them to the front of the building where i had seen some pops of gorgeous vibrant color as we drove up ...
and as we rounded the building i remembered.
there was a little girl ... i can't remember for the life of me ... her name. or if she was just a bit older. or just a bit younger.
but i remember her.
that she lived. once upon a time she lived in this corner of the world. and she went to this same little school. and she walked through these same little hallways. and she opened that same door. and she played on this dirt beneath my feet. and her voice and giggles echoed through this air. and then she got sick. and then she died.
and as we walked through the garden and visited with the plants ... i couldn't stop thinking about her mommy.
she had HAD this. this exact very same thing that brightens my life. she had her children there with her. she had her daughter. she had giggles in her day. and chubby hands to grab hers. she had eyes full of wonder. and a life that depended upon her. she had someone with wants. and probably also occasionally felt swarmed by life. and kids.
she HAD all those things.
i HAVE all those things.