02/20/2021
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT
I was on a walk with my son today and we were talking about all the things we would do if we had a billion dollars.... go on a long vacation, buy a house... one for each of our friends and family members, house the house-less, rescue all the animals at the shelter.... it was a fun conversation to have with a 10 year old.
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We talked about what we would continue to do and what we would stop doing... I would do ceramics, of course, and he said he would still be educated “so he wouldn’t be one of those dumb, rich jerks”, I told him I would never do laundry or clean my house again because I could hire someone to do it for me. His response to that was so beautiful, he said he would still clean his own house so that he would remember that he was not too good to pick up after himself.
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It was a short walk between rain showers, just my son and I, before the short day of winter faded. The snow that fell last week left messy, muddy puddles on the sidewalk and many scattered branches. But as we walked home, we noticed the first signs of spring, crocuses blooming, the first shoots of daffodils, and this branch.... broken from the wind, at first appearing lifeless, but blooming, nonetheless.
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