on being a writer & raising a disabled child with an undiagnosed illness
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Some days it's hard to think of looking forward or of looking back. This is one of those days. More and more with Robert and with our lives, I just want to live in the present moment: a smile, a gesture, sunlight on the swing in the backyard, or the deep luminous glow of ripe tomatoes in pots. The colors of our home's interior.