I laid on my bed reading Goodnight Moon to Gray over and over while he jumped on my back, paused to help me say "hush" and then jumped on my back again.
In between pages Carter ran through the room in his underwear, then did a little dance out the door. Noah entertained the baby on the floor and I blinked snapshots with my eyes. Carter's Vaudeville act blink. Gray's love for this story blink.
I'm guilty of thinking fondly of who I used to be and who I will someday be but who I am now? She is forgotten, un-lovely, and in need of quite a bit of maintenance.
But she is special and she is useful and she is something to remember.
She is a Gatherer: Moonlight, Found Wishes, Moments of Gratitude.*
This is my life right now, where I am. Today, not tomorrow, not yesterday.
Who I am blink.
*Title and words from a journal Beth gave to me.