I love the idea of you. Sometimes I feel the whisper of your name in my ear and the calm settles over me. I see you settled into others and feel a bit jealous of them, to possess you in a way I have never known. As I have started to release some control over every moment and know that I am not going to understand every intention of my children and make sense of the growing pile of shoes in the closet that I trip over, I do feel you coming closer to me. I want to know you better, patience, my love...my dream noun.
Thinking of you on this crabby day,