2.13.18 The Pleasure of Their Company

Here, one of my kids calls now, every work day. 

Because things have been tough tough, for us all.
I’m not certain if I feel kind of like an old person, or a loved person,

 or perhaps just a 65 year old loved mom, whose kid just wants to say hi.

So early in the morning, and late in the day, I have the new pleasure of their company.
Talking over new things and old confusions and and sweet things and hard things. 

As we move along , and heal. 

I begin to understand so very much about them, and their life, 

that I never had the opportunity to listen to before. 

And so, as I slowly come to terms with how very alone and unaccompanied I actually was for so long, I am now persistently filled with life . 

And deep regard. 

From some remarkable friends, some siblings , 

and these fine kids of mine.