Had one of those weeks where I felt like I was fired out a cannon every morning, and didn’t land until I crashed into bed at night.
More updates to come, but the big news is that Mum has a new knee and is at home! I’ve been acutely aware this week of how I live in The Middle Place – going from sitting by Mum’s hospital bed to doing things with Gracie … here I am in that midlife moment. And it’s only going to get more that way. Really, just another version of waiting in the hospital waiting room for John’s heart transplant surgery news while bursting with milk for my newborn.
These poles of life! Not a day goes by that I am not aware of how I hang between them. I also remember week one of Grace’s life, and Mum came over to sit with her so I could take a nap … I lay in my bed in the dark listening to my mother’s faint footsteps upstairs and the occasional gurgle from my brand-new daughter. Matrilineage in vivid, pulsing action.