Safe – small thoughts

It’s cold again, but now I’m not so miserly with the heater (sorry previous winter visitors). Tonight B and I each had their own separate activities so Bry and I each got to play at being single parents of only children for the evening.

Sliding my slippers on to make I a grilled ham and cheese with soup, and myself a delicious fried egg, I fondly remembered being too hot just three months ago. We ate, bundled up, and then I walked I to his class.

I walked home, the equivalent of five city blocks, alone, in the mostly dark. I felt safe and anonymous, and I also felt that I am now a part of this town and its history.



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