You know what, I am totally seeing and feeling the childhood years, despite my heartstrings' protestations. My big little boy has a barrel chest, meaty limbs, and a strange, not-quite-toddler-anymore structure to his face. I saw his profile yesterday and was struck--struck--by how much his nose is looking like MY nose, not a little button baby nose. The list of daily activities that he can do for himself is far longer than the one that he still asks for assistance with. He doesn't look back when he runs off on the playground, not even whilst climbing the big stuff. He even holds my hand at night in bed instead of snuggling close or asking for me to put my arm around him.
The beauty and nostalgia are often too much.
Nonetheless, here we are, mamas, ready or not.
Lydia, I am sending loving and healing thoughts to you and your family.
Today is All Souls Day. I've set up an altar with family photos of those passed away, most of whom I've never met, all of whom are strangers to Woody. I put up a picture of Joshua and I when we were all of 24 and first married, too, as that seems like a version of me that here on the edge of having two children is also gone or passed. Did I tell y'all that my grandmother passed away about a month ago? I have really wanted to ask for a picture of her in her WWII nursing uniform, but the family dynamics, as I guess is not atypical, are a little dicey at the moment, so I'm going to wait a few more weeks.
Our celebrations, both spiritual and secular, were subdued last night. A friend who brews her own seasonal beers and wines had given us some cranberry brew, which Joshua and I split, and we used the last of the farmers market's tomatoes to make a scratch marinara with zucchini. Other than that, we set up our altar and lit the beeswax candles; carved and set out our jack-o-lantern; and waited for the trick-or-treaters. Did many of y'all go out? We dressed up, but stayed home. Woody so does not get the moderation bit with candy yet.
Helen, it was nice to read about how your family celebrates Halloween.
Gunter, I totally hear you about the meat and dog food. We've been supplementing meals with big soup bones from the local grass-fed, antibiotic-free ranchers up the way in Georgia, and I do think it's showing up in my one dog's joint health, but it's hard to go up there and see those cows and then stop in the shop on the way out and buy their bones. For other real-food protein, we stick with eggs, which I guess to some vegetarians isn't much different, but still. And I am so glad Sherpa's doing so much better.
And HAPPY, HAPPY 3rd Birthday, Neela!!!!