Lily, I just yelled at you and made you cry and felt nothing. I feel numb, I don’t even feel guilt. I need some alone time. I need time to do things I enjoy, that are on my to do list. Other than pay attention to you. I don’t want to play Barbies. Should I… Continue reading
You just woke up and are telling me about your dream; I’m working on my laptop in bed. You told some kids to deliver a message to Audrey. You were putting on a “good fluffy dress.” You were walking along the sidewalk. Our house roof started to lift off, peel off, like a candy wrapper… Continue reading
Lily, There is so much to tell you. It’s been too long since I’ve written.
Lily, Today and yesterday were days for both of us to practice our coping skills. They weren’t great.
Lily, You’re going on and on about Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, telling Daddy all about it in the other room. We haven’t read the book or seen the movie, just flipped through the book about the making of the movie with photos of characters and scenes. We’ll see the movie soon; I’ve requested… Continue reading