Here he is. The Big Man. My Big Man. Kicking a ball to a mate and feeling fine.
I love to watch The Big Man when he thinks no one is looking. He runs and jumps and twirls and whirls and is so carefree. I love it. His arms are outstretched, open to the world. Then he spots me... ooops! Just like a crab, it all gets tucked back in and he is gone again. Just like me... Exactly like me... I only just realised as I was typing...
We are both Cancer. So of course it is logical and fitting that we are like it... probably too why we clash so readily. I understand him completely as he is the image of me, but I am at a different time in my life and I think I try and push? him towards other ways to communicate, to interact etc, ways that I know NOW would be better... but it is his journey and his life and I had better just butt out I think... but it's sooooo hard...
This morning, Ollie and Christian went to our local saw mill to
pick up more firewood to last us the rest of the winter.
Since I'm still wearing my PJ's an...









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