I just listened to my husband play "Paint It Black" by the Rolling Stones on his Guitar Hero Wii game, while H. played along on his toy "grand piano". Quite well too! It was just one of those moments. Life is good.
Here are some poems I wrote when I was a wee one. My sister, Anna, typed them up for me one day. I remember it very clearly. Standing next to her in her room while she typed. And it was all her idea. . It made me feel very special. I was seven. I have this all folded up and stashed in little places that belong to just me. It gets moved around every now and then. I suppose so I'll see it. I was thinking about it again while reading "A New Earth" by Eckhart Tolle, actually..