Today feels like a school night, but in a good way.
The evening doesn't feel rushed. It swings on with weight and grace as my parents talk over a movie that they forgot on after lunch. The TV fills in the gaps of the fragmented conversations with that electric, white noise of home.
Dad turns 58 today!
He refuses to celebrate his birthday, but we will lovingly disrespect his wishes and buy him a surprise cake tonight.
The evening doesn't feel rushed. It swings on with weight and grace as my parents talk over a movie that they forgot on after lunch. The TV fills in the gaps of the fragmented conversations with that electric, white noise of home.
Dad turns 58 today!
He refuses to celebrate his birthday, but we will lovingly disrespect his wishes and buy him a surprise cake tonight.
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