Cheryl Katz

From scratch.

No matter where I look something reminds me.

I’ve realized that I don’t have to close the “baby” gates to keep Alex from chewing on toys that would be sharp or dangerous, if cracked, any more. And when I carry sleepy Sami in from the car, I can go all the way to her room, put her to bed, then go back and close the door – no one will run away. I can wear black pants and no one will rub their white fur all over them. Food will stay safe on the counter where I leave it, neither it nor its container consumed.

No one is going to come around and pick up any food bits we’ve dropped on the floor.

Most of this would seem like so much added convenience. I’d take it all back on if my heart could unbreak. But I think my heartbreak is less than her pains felt to her. So I guess I can get through this for her.

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Mon, March 2 2009 » Day in the Life

4 Responses

  1. noelle March 2 2009 @ 10:43 am

    growing up… blah. no fun.

    noelle´s last blog post..Chillin’ in Khao Lak

  2. noelle March 2 2009 @ 4:56 pm

    I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me,
    and every step I take reminds me of just how we used to be.
    Well, how can I forget you, girl?
    When there is always something there to remind me.
    always something there to remind me.
    As shadows fall, I pass a small cafe where we would dance at night.
    And I can’t help recalling how it how it felt to kiss and hold you tight
    Well, how can I forget you, girl?
    When there is always something there to remind me.
    always something there to remind me.
    I was born to love her, and I’ll never be free.
    You’ll always be a part of me.

    noelle´s last blog post..Chillin’ in Khao Lak

  3. Cheryl March 2 2009 @ 4:58 pm

    These are perfect lyrics for right now.

  4. xine March 2 2009 @ 5:31 pm

    Wow, good one Noelle! Perfect.

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