Musings

Grief- January 24

Dedicated to all the past, present and future boys whom I have loved.
Even for a fleeting brief prepubescent moment, that emotion was strong and as real as the sometimes salty humid air
I take in
Nose, mouth, breath.
While it all may feel monumental at the moment, when you're older...
Naw scratch that,
It is monumental.
Every action and reaction are major tourist attractions in your timeline.
So embrace each one and give each one its appropriate shivva.
Because grief and celebration and yinging and yanging between the two is just as important as
throwing all caution to the wind letting your hair down and singing aloud to the radio as proudly and awfully as possible- even if no actual words are known.
Love this world and all who inhabit your life because people, "This is magic"
and it's a snapshot of forever.
Don't even miss a minute, not even a moment.

I love my school team and everything that we've been through together.
Sometimes my mind simply wanders to five, six months down the road. Five, six years down the road.
I can't even have that thought enter my head without a choke coming to my throat. Where will my SA family and babies be then?

Poetic moments of my day:
Having the deputy director visit our school and create an inspiring atmosphere
Eating greek food
Being very silly in the office
Getting to meet an original real life Tuskegee airman
Being apart of the sharing of the moments of joy and happiness and empowerment of BigNight
Reminiscing of- Sure you were a tough guy but you were no hero
Being compared to my idol/icon/inspiration (the I's)
Katy Perry, Sarah Minson inspired thoughts