Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Oh my beautiful boy

where have you gone?


  1. I do not know. But if I could return him from there for you, I would.

  2. Went out in the dark this morning to fetch the paper and give my dog her first shot at the lawn. Cool here, cold even, little biting breeze. Street was deserted except for a jogger way up the block. Inexplicably, you crossed my mind. Just wanted you to know I was thinking about you.

  3. These next few days are going to be oddly juxtaposed ... The Super Bowl and the anniversary of Jesse's death ... such is the strangeness and odd ability of the human mind and heart to stretch around whatever happens.

    I have a small place where I've been lighting candles for a little girl named Jane. And a young man named Jesse.


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