Divisions and Precisions

Loved One

For On Display this month, we were asked to describe someone we love. I confess, I've been putting it off. I didn't know who to describe. I mean, I could describe myself, and be all self-esteemish and proud, but I think I spend quite a lot of time here trying to do that. I could describe my cat Pooka, since she's a relatively new addition to both my life and the journal. I thought about describing my grandma, since I've been thinking about her a lot lately, but I think I've already done that about as well as I'm going to.

I thought about my mom. We've developed such a great relationship over the past couple years. Not that we ever had a terrible relationship, mind you, but just lately it's been wonderful. I think we've finally reached a normal, healthy, adult child and parent sort of relationship. Since I moved out, we've managed to see each other about twice a month, and we talk more often than that.

She's proud of me, I'm proud of her... I dunno. It just makes me happy. But describing her? I don't know how to do that. I think the hardest part about loving anyone, be it family or SO or pet, is trying to describe that loved one to someone else without sounding sappy or boring. The people I love are neither, so I think I'll leave it at that for now.

Be very afraid. I have

Be very afraid. I have a new goal and a new project for April! We're calling it the Hour-A-Day Dare, and it's threatening to grow out of control. :)