weary; it’s end of term

We are crawling towards the end of the school term, noticing a shift in the seasons and subsequently, a change in our bodies. Che is home from school today; sniffly and croaky. Nothing drastic, [...]

last day

This morning, as I filled his water bottle and packed his lunch, I remembered so clearly the first day when I cried into his little box of grapes and rice crackers. We were quiet on the drive to [...]