Tuesday, January 29, 2013

 
 
The sun does not come round like this, or driveways. This is my mother's house. Tomorrow's her birthday. It's also the day, one year ago, Morgan died. It's hard to consider this and hard not to. I'm lucky to have known him and to have been trusted with his work. I'm lucky to have the mother that I do. May we continue to bask in this light a good while longer.