Home Together
December 29, 2009
You’d think we never do anything or go anywhere given the heading of most of these posts: Home Alone 1, and 2, Honey I’m Home and now this one. We do get out. We do have travel plans. But I suppose the focus on home is because that’s the locus where the relationship has changed most,the operative suffix being “us”.
But this morning after breakfast we were both puttering around in our respective rooms: bookkeeping, reading, checking in with one another every once in a while. Today, I could get used to this parallel play. Today it feels nice to have company at a comfortable remove. Not yesterday, when the blare of the TV drove me to distraction until he lowered it a bar or two. And not the day before yesterday when I was up here writing and he came in to show me something “important” completely breaking my train of thought and driving away words that didn’t return. Like those hazy threads of dreams that evaporate with consciousness, they are gone. He hasn’t quite grasped the concept of leaving me be when the door is shut and I am writing. However, that was the day before yesterday. There’s always tomorrow to learn new lessons.
And today, today it’s working. Home. Together.
