Darkness Falls

Things are hard again. I can't go into detail. But I am scared. As a girl, I didn't like the woods at the bottom of our neighborhood park. I liked Bedford Park, with the swings and the slide and the merry-go-round. I liked the ballfield, where men played softball and their wives cheered them on. But in the woods, there were creepy trees, one that was hollowed out. It looked like a witch could live inside it. I was so scared of that tree. I didn't want to go anywhere near it. It was the unknown.

But I'm not a child anymore. I'm an adult, a mother. And I have to go near creepy things sometimes. I have to face them. I am older and wiser. I try mightily to see them for what they are. A tree is a tree is a tree. It's not a witch's house. And a problem is a problem is a problem. It does not have to be insurmountable or forever or the end of everything good. I hope and pray.

Good night.

TCOY 

1. Good, tingly, minty tooth care.
2. Mass.
3. Stared down eggnog at the supermarket--beckoning in a big glass farmhouse bottle.
4. Walked Sug in the sunlight with Figgy and later by myself, in the moonlight.
5. Lots of good veggies.
6. Cleaned house today, so won't be distracted on workday tomorrow.