Temporarily childless

Kate is away from home for three nights, having left on a tour bus immediately after school on Friday for a life sciences trip to Cape Cod. She returns tomorrow evening. I was away at class myself Friday night through yesterday afternoon and so did not feel her absence too keenly until late last night.

It is odd, this not bending my will toward meeting her needs for several hours on end. I miss her and will be glad when she returns. But the … what to call it? Space? It is good. Not that I am comfortable in it, nor do I desire to be. Just breathing it for a bit. And wishing she would text or call and let us know she’s still alive already.

And breathe.


About pattiblaine

Raised under the name of Snyder in the upstate NY town of Vestal, I've worked as a typesetter, a fast food salad bar tender, an art reviewer, a waitress, a part-time nanny, and a very-bad-with-phones temp. Once upon a time I was all-but-thesis toward a Masters in Art History. Now I'm just a mom with a lot of fiber squirreled away throughout the house. We call it insulation. In 2013 I completed a life-long learning program at Colgate Rochester Crozer Divinity School, and am a postulant toward the diaconate in the Episcopal Diocese of Rochester, NY. In addition to coordinating volunteers for the soup kitchen, I volunteer as a tutor at a deeply impoverished city elementary school, and am a docent at the Memorial Art Gallery.
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