� Perfect and sad � 2003-02-04 � 8:38 a.m. �
I am a twister of emotion this morning. I woke up early... but happy... I coaxed my damp and clean boyfriend back into bed for half an hour more than we usually get and dozed off to the smell of morning... With Blair on my side, the cat and his and me the filling.... it was perfect.
A simplicity to life I've craved and have finally.
And in the perfection creep memories... saddness of people lost... My Gram... and I wonder as I do every year on this day if I've made her as proud as I've tried to.
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