Just Write {30}

April 9, 2012

Asher has a blue shirt with red and yellow headphones on it. Every night I sit on my bed and fold the laundry and it seems like that shirt is always in my hands. Half fold, sleeves together and folded back, half fold again. I stop to look at the front of it  for just a second when I put it on his stack of clothes because it’s my favorite.

I don’t know why. I just like him in it. Maybe because it’s his favorite, too.

Right before the laundry folding festivities, I put Elsie in her crib. Every night, I rock and nurse her, run my hand over her head and put her down and look at her for a little longer than a second. I walk away and tell her Daddy that I can’t believe how beautiful she is or that she’s ours and doesn’t it seem like she was always here? Even though all day today she fussed and cried, four teeth finally pushing through, her top four, fierce and painful. She was exhausted and frustrated and so was I and then after I put her to sleep and walked away and tried to close her door without the doorknob making that big clicking sound, I knew I’d miss her.

Tonight I thought about this scrunched up face smile she’s been using on me and I wanted to see it just one more time before tomorrow. So I just kept thinking of it while I folded laundry and felt like a strange woman sitting cross-legged on a bed, watching The Voice and chuckling over a scrunched nose in my mind’s eye.

Miles decorated a cardboard box for me tonight. He wrote on it and drew on it and inside was an Easter Egg. Inside of that was a little scrap of paper that says Hi Five. He hugged me after he gave it to me.

Do you see it? This is the extraordinary ordinary. These are the details that bring a story out of something that could seem so mundane. Writing out these details is like finding twenty bucks in the pocket of your most worn pair of jeans and then looking for more and finding millions pouring out like magic.


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