Six miles away a girl takes her first breath, and here you are counting bees and clouds like a woman keeping vigil without knowing it. I love that you didn’t rush to the hospital in the writing, that you let yourself sit with the waiting instead of skipping to the reunion.
What was it like walking back into that garden today, has it looked the same since?
Very nice, an enjoyable read. To be still, to delight in your surroundings, to write it all down and share it with others, is a gift.
Thank you 💛
Love the title and the nod to Mazzy Star. This was really well written!
Thank you so much!!
Six miles away a girl takes her first breath, and here you are counting bees and clouds like a woman keeping vigil without knowing it. I love that you didn’t rush to the hospital in the writing, that you let yourself sit with the waiting instead of skipping to the reunion.
What was it like walking back into that garden today, has it looked the same since?