Monday, January 07, 2013
Wishing For MORE Winter Break
This is the school break from which we all have the hardest time coming back.
This morning, we slowed, and paused on the sofa by the window, caught in one of those honey-slow extra chunks of time we sometimes find after the morning rush and before we have to drive to school. I read an old, old favorite for the benefit of she-who-is-settling-into-her-third-school-this-year. We leaned into each other and watched the dancing silhouettes of oak branches slide across the fireplace tiles. We dreamed of doing all that reading together in front of the fire that we meant to do but didn't do so much of, and a never-taken bundled-up trip downtown via subway to ice skate between skyscrapers. We wished for more cocoa, more baking, more soup, more days spent in pajamas and wool socks, more visiting with friends, more BBC sci-fi, more sleeping in under down comforters.
And then we gathered backpacks, and walked out through the wind to the car.