5/9/2023 0 Comments Kj ramsey this too shall last![]() ![]() I laugh at my own jokes and odd ponderings more than anyone laughs with me. I have equal love for both interpersonal neurobiology and goofy antics. I laugh with my grandmother's snort, wildly sharing my joy no matter how obnoxious it sounds to those around me. Like her, I can survive almost any storm of emotion, abuse, or misunderstanding. I am the heir of my mother's hospitable heart, resilient spirit, and age-defying good looks. I'm his "Summa," the nickname he gave me after graduating summa cum laude, proud as hell even though he only gives half a damn about most of what I studied. ![]() ![]() I am the daughter of a man who exclusively wears Carhaart jeans and hooded sweatshirts and has never stepped foot in a college classroom. I am chosen, cared for by the one who willingly made vows of "in sickness and health" to a woman with a disease, who proves his willingness every morning, handing me coffee in a cup small enough for my arthritic hands to grasp, never complaining about my inability to bear the morning's burdens. I am wife to the wisest man I've ever met, a redhead whose ability to listen outmatches anyone I know. I am a woman recovering from both trauma and her ideals, thinly tethered to this broken earth by the beauty of lupines and sunflowers and peach-colored sunsets. ![]()
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