lucky

Sometimes I find myself, seemingly, rocketed from some comfortable spot in my long ago past to the present moment. Scenes like these get me: little shoes left by the door, a tiny toothbrush with two big ones, a duck in the tub...and I think WHOA, where did those come from? Whose life is this? Me? Seriously? Am I ready? Wait-I can't possibly be old enough!


Sometimes I fall asleep at night with three other bodies in the bed, and realize I have a family. A husband. Two daughters. WHOA. (I know, I'm a little slow to catch on.)

And then in the morning I wake up and there they all are, and it feels like we've always been like this. And I know how lucky I am.