Wednesday, 31. August 2011 15:42
We have been sprinkled with magic fairy dust. Another respite angel has joined us for two mornings a week. Her name is Maya and if she ever needs an internal organ for any reason, I’m her girl. She’s here now. At least I think she is.
For the past forty five minutes, I have heard not one sound in this house with the exception of my own breathing. In the last four years, I have not experienced .05 seconds of consecutive silence at home. I don’t know what they’re doing but I feel compelled to check that Maya is not suffocating or having a heart attack. Yet, I’m not compelled enough to actually break the silence my ears are drinking in with the thirst of having walked the Sahara.
In conclusion, Maya, if you ever need a kidney you know who to call. However, if you’re currently buried under a blanket fort, I apologize from the bottom of my heart. I am unable to help. The silence, peace, and tranquility you bring me is a force stronger than myself. Your patience and creativity with Ellie is awesome. So really, it’s kinda your own fault.