They say kids don’t come with training manuals, but Adam almost does. He often knows just what he needs. For instance, he was the one who suggested we coordinate our morning commute so we could share the train for four stops, until he gets off for school and I continue downtown to work.
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Do I deserve this glorious cacophony?
They are, after all, ethereal, winged creatures
Angels, maybe
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It’s a necklace my daughter can wear,
When the lines of life’s hurts and joys have re-cast her face;
She will caress its smooth center and strong edges and say,
“Thank you. This belonged to my mother,”
In a world that’s held itself together enough to care about necklaces,
And their provenance.