I’m in the middle of my own meltdown, a tantrum, a typhoon in the kitchen. Cabinet doors slam; the walls shake. Georgia looks up. She’s paralyzed; the storm leaves her no safe ground. She fingers Daddy’s loose change on the counter. Then, with only magic at her disposal, she asks.
“Mommy, do you want a lucky penny?”
Why yes, I do, my love, my saving grace. I will put it right here.
Sometimes a drop of the right chemistry in exactly the right place “calms the waters.” A lovely illustration of the ability to overcome. Where is here? CLose to your heart?
I wish Georgia and you happy paths together.
Comment by Teal Ray — July 19, 2007 @ 8:38 am
Here is always right here, right in front of your eyes, right where you found it too! And it is always calm.
So glad you spoke up.
Karen
Comment by Karen — July 19, 2007 @ 2:07 pm