a tangle of thoughts- i
always doubt myself, chewing my
nails, no matter how many signs there are
that they are thriving/growing/happy/kind.
tonight kid a made friends with a man
who had a telescope. while the rest of us
were listening to his father's music (a concert
that surprisingly i attended with all four of our children)
he was looking at the moon. the craters were this big,
he said, gesturing with his thumb and forefinger.
i was glad for him- first dolphins, now the moon
his six-year-old self sees so many things.