a little while ago
Just finished sewing the last curtain for the first window. Not too bad, a few flaws here and there, but over a good fit. I am pleased. Days like these, these frequent freak spring afternoons, I wonder stitch by stitch how much the speed as slowed. How little things seem to matter. I remember the laughs we used to have the warm smiles we felt inside. Screaming our hearts out to Foo Fighters. Was it an insignificant amount of time? Came and gone in an instant? I remember the day I called you freaked out about mom questioning whether she really could be having another baby. I looked up to you. Your strong passion and wisdom.