Saturday, March 26, 2005

For where I am in Now

So you've gone away. No one, apparently, trusts me to make the Easter menu.

"So I'll continue to continue to pretend
Our life will never end
And flowers never bend with the rainfall"

I still love you. Thank you for the memories of your mother and the Tom Collins that she poured into the iron so that your father didn't know that she was drinking. It was delightful, funny, and sad.

And, if you could, steer me toward a good guy. Please. John Edwards was on Fox News, about Terri Schiavo, so I don't think you should trust him. I know you have other ways, so please try to use those. I would be greatful for your help, Mom.

Love,
Your darling daughter, the one you prayed for