Archive for November 25th, 2010

Poetry Friday: A Rilla Reprise

November 25, 2010 @ 9:26 pm | Filed under:

Just a morsel today. I’ve been working on an archive page for my Poetry Friday posts (because I find WordPress’s archives obnoxiously unwieldy), and I came across this entry from March of 2007. I had to laugh, because it turns out last week wasn’t the first time one of my bairns made a contribution to Poetry Friday. I’d forgotten that Rilla had a turn when she was eleven months old.

Sisters, by Rilla

They scoop me up and say I’m delicious;
They grant practically all of my wishes
(Except when I wish to gnaw on a Lego).
Mostly I wish to go where they go.

Jane is the one who totes me like mother
And won’t let me pull out the hair of my brother.
Rose guards me from anything ’ticingly teeny.
The one who twirls me around is Beanie.

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I’m not sure whether the ache I get from this photo is because that baby has grown so big, or because that rug has grown so dingy. Ah, the cruel march of time. And feet.

This week’s Poetry Friday host is Jone at Check It Out.

On This Day

November 25, 2010 @ 8:05 am | Filed under: ,

…a revisiting of one of the first posts I ever wrote for this blog, and one of the many reasons my cup runneth over.

She finished the last round of high-dose chemo on Thanksgiving Day of 1997. We ate Boston Market turkey and stuffing in the hospital playroom while her meds finished running. There were two more years of low-dose chemo to go, but we expected to spend most of that period as out-patients. When we got home that night—home, where we hadn’t spent more than ten days in a row since March—it was late, a cold, clear night, with as many stars as a New York City sky can muster. I remember thinking I couldn’t imagine ever being more thankful for anything than I was to be carrying that little girl up the stairs to our apartment that night.

Full post here.

(Thirteen years later, the Boston Market logo still fills me with a sense of overwhelming gratitude.)

(But then so do a lot of things, including this face.)

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A little ham to go with your turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends, wherever you may be.