Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Lost entry from my car journal -- Here and there
Oct 12, 2015
From the journal I keep in my car
The babysitter calls me at work today and I hear his voice down the phone line, tiny, bewildered, “Mommy.” Then again, “Mommy.”
As if that were a whole sentence (and it is, I suppose).
It's just that I'm here and he's there.