children

If adults could say things as quickly and
honestly as children what would the world be like?

A student sees me halfway in my doorway to my classroom.
He is last enough in line to turn
and say

“I am sorry that your baby died”
He knows to return to the line but is wise enough to hang onto my gaze
to hear my  reaction, “so am I”

Today another student
asks me about my dog

She knows more about me than many because of her own loss of a sister.
“Your dog died didn’t he?
"I think about Violet”  "I dream that she and my sister are best friends.”

I hope that is true, Violet has a friend, a dear dog, and a great grandmother all around her.

consumerism and depression

A title that I think that could be great research paper
I am trying to not buy clothes this season
my body still needs to become what it was before pregnancy
and buying more clothes that suit me better now will not promote an ultimate goal of healthier living.

I put away M’s clothes with hands that are dry and wanting a manicure that I couldn’t get myself to sit down to have
was it money
or the memory of having a manicure while pregnant for the wedding.  Larry mentioned not liking me going that day in Boston.  We all joked and calmed his concern.

Surely those fumes
that cup of coffee, the massage days before
didn’t cause Violet to die.

 When I cramp over to type
or turn to look
aches follow

like the phrase
I would rather wallow in my depression than exercise.
 funny and so true