292. Sense-Making Loss

I had given away and sold hundreds of comics and books in the 9 months leading up to Jay’s birth and still it wasn’t enough to make room enough for a family.

So I had to give away what really mattered, although it is only temporary.

But felt, even so. A lot, in fact.

I say this about comics, some from the 60s – with unforgettable stories and worth some money. You might say this about something else.

But I’d like to think you’d do the same, if you found that there really was no other priorities that made sense.

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279. The Only Question

Even the mildest of things, the most innocent of situations can suddenly become an argument, or the auto-reaction to a perceived attack.

I’d like to say that Char is more responsible than I, it is certainly what I feel at times. But in reality, I know, we are both responsible.

And the reason is probably that we, despite our age and experience and love for each other, are strung out at times by baby Jay, and me by trying to do the business.

In addition … 

But the only relevant question here is what we will do with this awareness. Because there is not so much else we can change now about our circumstances. Only our will to react differently to these.

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273. Not the Worst One

Was alone home today, whilst working and it was a strange feeling.

I was glad to have the time, without interruptions. Also to just sit back after work and enjoy a whiskey.

But I also missed Jay and Char very much.

I both needed them to be there and not to be there, at least that day.

Another definition of parenthood, I guess. But not the worst one.

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