Chased by Children

Waiting for the bottom of the fall.

“[Alice falls down the rabbit hole and her dress poofs up like a parachute]
Alice: Well, after this I should think nothing of falling down stairs.”

Lola announced today that she and Thurston and their three children are moving to Colorado.  She insisted that it had nothing to do with the fact that I haven't yet published  "Best Friend- Part II - Lola" which is a companion piece to the post I did about Buddah.  I'm dubious.

Remember when I quoted Memoirs of a Geisha to you? 

At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read Loss, only feel it.

That moment marked the beginning of this spectacular drop.  This new "abandonment" (dramatic wording, no?) and a series of other heartbreaking events lately have made me believe that the bottom of this drop is near.  I believe I am almost done with the fall.  Rock Bottom is something I've heard about but truly never thought I would experience. Hoo Haaa.....!

I'm trying to figure out appropriate wardrobe.  Sack cloth?  tan corduroy shorts?  palazzo pants?  platform clogs?  I mean what does someone with nothing discernible to live for actually wear around town?

Interestingly on my ipod today there was a song which I'd never heard before. I had never even heard of the group, Tenth Avenue North.  The song just appeared there inexplicably.  In the middle of a perfectly good mope these words assaulted my misery:

Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away

Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run

And I'll be by your side
Wherever you fall
In the dead of night
Whenever you call
And please don't fight
These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

Look at these hands and my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you in
And give you life
I want to give you life

(Chorus 2x)

Cause I, I love you
I want you to know
That I, I love you
I'll never let you go

(Chorus 2x)

 

Go figure.

Sneaky Bunny

I woke up with a start. 

What time is it?  4:12am

This single parent thing is a lot of pressure, especially for the Easter Bunny.  I couldn't believe I hadn't set an alarm for midnight like I usually do.   I only had a couple of hours that I could count on all of the princesses being asleep.

In my townhouse it's a little harder to be sneaky than in my last place.  It's so open that you can hear EVERYTHING that happens in the rest of the house.  I've taken to sleeping with a fan in my room just for some white noise. I digress..

I slipped on my sneaky feet and tip-toed downstairs.  I had to turn on the kitchen lights which meant I was risking that some light might be visible in the girls' rooms. Yikes....was that one of them getting out of bed?  No.  My mind is just playing tricks.

The Target bags were as loud as lightening but I emptied them quickly.  Wait, what is the Easter Cake doing in there?  It was supposed to be refrigerated.  rats.

My warrior mom adrenaline was pumping at full tilt so loading hollow Easter Eggs with chocolate candy in Guinness World Record time was a snap.  I started hiding them and realized that when you only have one real piece of furniture (besides the egg repelling kitchen table) you have very few choices for hiding spots. I persevered. 

Done.  Finally.  With an hour (at least) to spare.

Ahhh.....  Wait. 

What's today? 

 SATURDAY!

Now where did I hide all those #^&*&%$ eggs?