Friday, June 22, 2012
it rained like the world was ending, for a half hour or so.
the creek getting fast first and then later swelling up over the bank.
last year, the same thing happened.
i sat in the parking line at the middle school
and the kids did not come out.
they were not released for a few ten, twenty minutes,
because of the rain.
i called tim from the car:
"they're not letting the kids out."
he said "yes, it's intense."
"i just pulled russell out of the creek."
when i got home,
when tim had had a shower,
when the girls had sung the song of their last day,
when (across the street) russell had crawled into and out of a warm bath,
when his parents had made their way over to our house
with a bottle of wine
still none of us
(except tim and russell)
knowing the whole story,
it came together.
tim and russell had been through something that only they really will ever remember as it happened.
all we all know is that they-we-are around to retell it one year to the day.
(or one day off. i'm sure russ remembers better than i.)
the last day of school this year,
i stayed home from work.
i'd forgotten how much i love-what a luxury it is-to run errands.
and the girls...
it seems as though we have all made it through another year, and they are well.
i love them.
the last day of school.
from here on in...
Posted by Tara Thayer at 9:54 PM