She is always moving, but she is never in a hurry.
She is always on time, but she is never waiting around.
She has a full life, but she has time for the people she loves.
I am watching her right now in her kitchen methodical and happy chopping and washing and dumping things in a pot that we'll get to eat in just a little while.
I am enjoying the way she murmurs small encouragements to her ingredients, urging them to get in there bubble around soften up do your thing, and I wonder if she knows she's talking out loud.
I am anticipating the moment she gets it all done for now and sits down to talk and tell off-color jokes like she has nothing in the world but time for us.
She has fabulous hair.
She is beloved by her students.
And she can sing every word to It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine).
But this. This is her special superpower.
Right now, she has nothing in the world but time for us.
I do some creative writing here like what you just read. Bits and pieces of fact and fiction. One small way to keep myself creating. This week, I'm exploring what magical thinking does in our lives.