Almost Two

in 100 words

It's only been two summers, enough time to know that you will always remain beautiful and complicated. Those eyes with which you stare deeply, determinedly as though you can peer through our souls. Your laughter is as brilliant as sunshine. With you, we see the world more brilliantly.

Your mother has been with you for nearly every second of your life. And me too, except when I'm in the other room working, or when I'm out running or on an errand. Your brother too, who's already helping us with you, reading with you.

Yes, me, even more less of myself.

These Two

V. 

you, me and greek yogurt

I brought you a cup of Greek yogurt. The expensive kind, but also the inexpensive kind because it was sold at half the price being one month away from expiration. Nobody wanted it from this part of town. I spooned into the cup and slid it gently to your mouth . You exclaimed with a satisfied, smiling mmmmmm.

We fed each other, spread over a few days, cup after cup.


I.

on a Friday night

You discovered what mom and dad do at night. "Oh, so this is what you do when V. and I fall asleep. You clean up and wash dishes and have conversations." A few weeks went by, and you say, "I'll be staying up late to join your conversation."

Oh, the things you say.

Drinking Alone, Drinking the Ocean

Delicious ocean.
It devoured me, this ocean,
Delighted, this ocean.