After My Daughters’ Visit

She Will Not Be Quiet: A (mostly unedited) daily writing practice

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Jotting from my journal. Day #173 of (mostly unedited) daily writing/sharing

After My Daughters’ Visit

What if the point, the purpose isn't 
to achieve, to check another thing off 
the big list, isn't to perform some impressive 
dance, but to simply be where I am, show all 
the way up for whatever is here, for whoever
is here. Right now the house quivers 
with quiet, quiet so quiet I can hear the hum 
of everything—the house that, just an hour ago, banged 
and buzzed with the four of us together 
in the kitchen, frying eggs, peeling avocado,
buttering toast, foaming milk for our morning coffee, filling 
to-go cups for their drives back to their own 
young lives. And now, after wiping crumb-covered 
countertops, loading the dishwasher,
sweeping the house clean, I sit on the porch 
and listen to the wind dancing with the trees, aching 
from already missing them, feeling around
in the quiet for permission to be right where I am.

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