I made it to the bathroom but not in time to lock myself inside. So I leaped in the bathtub and tried hiding lamely behind the curtain. He jumped in after me and slammed me to the shower wall tickling my ribs. His face was all red and gooey. I looked up and noticed that the shower head was the detachable kind with a hose. Thinking quickly I reached to grab it with one hand and blasting the cold water with the other. He was soaking wet and the bathtub floor was now red. Archer made a weird grunt noise and grabbed for the hose which only made us wetter. I ducked under his arms, out of the tub, and ran toward the living room laughing. He caught up with me and tackled me on the couch.
Ophelia was alone when the police arrived, alone when they questioned her, and alone when the zipped her dad up in that black body bag. I told her I knew the feeling of seeing a parent like that but I couldn’t imagine doing it alone or at such a young age. At least I had Suzanna with me. Her mother was on a flight and her grandparents were vacationing. When Leo finally came home from his friends house, Ophelia ran into his arms and they cried together for hours. The police were able to get a hold of their mother and she said she was on her way home. I was completely shocked that the police didn’t wait for her to arrive and left the kids to fend for themselves for a couple hours. It sounded completely awful and I couldn’t believe she faced that kind of trauma.
For the most part I'm harder on myself then other people are on me. If that makes sense. I often expect perfection from myself and other people. I hold myself to impossible standards. If I have one tiny zit on my face suddenly I am ugly. If I don't achieve or do well at something … Continue reading Awe, the price of being human
I had a small five hour shift today but the day seemed incredibly long. I was dreading 2:30. Working at the RPS location was an amazing experience and I will miss you all dearly. I wish you all the best in life and thank you for my goodbye!
Everything is becoming so official. We are moving across the country on Sunday. As in three days from now. The insanity of it all! I wouldn't say that I am stressed but I would say I am really struggling with anxiety. Our apartment is pretty much boxed up, the bills are paid, the truck is … Continue reading A Scattered Process…preparing for the goodbyes