It is all too easy to hate winter, child of the tropics that I am. But this time I found myself waiting impatiently for the snow. I like this time of the year, I like the hibernation and introspection it enforces. No pressure to get out and make the most of the great weather, no pressure to shave your legs for the skirts and shirts, no, none of that. I like how it licenses and almost demands long days curled up on the couch with warm fuller meals (goodbye summer salads!) and tv/music, albeit with a toddler who can’t be cooped up inside. Check with me again in a month.
I spent the first 2 years of my life in the US of A ruing the missing friend circle, the kind we’d left behind in Blore. Also told myself I was beyond the age and phase of life where I had the time and energy to build those relationships. And now I wonder how along the way I added all these wonderful souls to my life, small in number but perfect in every way. So glad!
The story of Brittany Maynard has been all over social media the last few weeks. I’ve been following as well because this is something that I think of very often, among my other what-if dark spells. I’m glad she lived in a country where she was able to make the choice and I’m also grateful for her advocacy. Most of us haven’t had to make such hard decisions, either for ourselves or for our loved ones, but I’m firmly of the belief that we should have that choice, should such misfortune befall any of us.
Driving to work/daycare, Igi and I often play the ‘How much do I love you’ game. She is at her sweetest best these drives observing and commenting on the cows and horses on the way and wanting to ride them horses and in fall, be the driver of the pumpkin truck etc. So we slip into the How much do I love you pretty easily. The metrics for comparison are usually mountains (because, Colorado) and she usually loves me as much as the blue mountains (which are closer and smaller) and I love her as much as the white (far away, taller). She played the same game with Vin recently and he thought to question why she only liked her as much as the small one while his love was as much as the big one and she came back with ‘Because I’m a small girl and you’re a big acha’
We were watching Monsters Inc with Igi last night and I was the one getting upset every time the girl would get lost or get in danger. Igi was right there watching bravely (yes, I know, Monsters Inc, still!) and going ‘It’s okay amma, the monster’s going to find her, Mia’s here watching you!’. I don’t know if she is wise/stupid, this kid.
We had a rough 2 days, this weekend, marriage-wise. I’m putting this out here so I’m reminded, next time we go there, that we are on the same side, not competing, and to check myself every time I do/say (more often say than do) something spiteful.