...to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;" -T.S. Eliot I love this poem (The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock) and I particularly love this part. It feels like a little reassurance in my sometimes-tumultuous life. Getting used to living without the structure of classes, figuring out how to learn without instruction and create without deadlines. "Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is stretched out against the sky..."
Friday, October 22, 2010
Halloween
Hey mom, remember when we made these? http://mssinglemama.com/2010/10/11/halloween-craft-boo-ghosts/#comments We did it in the dining room on the table and I think we stuffed the heads with cotton balls and used tissues for the ghost body. I remember it, it was a great great time. I still have that feeling that I remember from those moments, like how you suggested we do it together and it was something special for just us and you wanted to spend time with me doing this new thing. Thanks for being my mom
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