“And in between those days and now there yawns an enormous gulf, an eternity of bathtimes, so many of which, if I’m honest, felt like a chore that I had to suffer through, a final slog before the relief of bedtime. How did I not value every single one? Splashing in the water, tickling Whit’s neck, I want them all back. The truth that I can’t—the basic fact of time’s swift passage—stands between me and the sun. My whole life is lived in its shadow. I blink back tears.”
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I’m honored to have my first piece up on Mamalode today. I’d so appreciate if you would click over and read it – I have long admired Mamalode and it’s a privilege to be published there. Comments here are closed but I would be very grateful to hear from you there!