...and today it was a little shirt in a children’s clothing shop. You know, when you think about it, those shops really are insidious. Anyway, this was a nice little striped shirt with a patch of fabric on the front saying something like: The sea, the sea, oh to go to the sea. I stick my toes in the sand and splash in the water. The sea!
I CAN’T STAND that Miles will never be able to do that. Never be able to wiggle his toes in the sand, feel the waves, taste salt water. CAN NOT STAND IT. It is impossible for me. I know what that means now. It is something that simply cannot be. And yet it’s here all the time. I live in it. What the hell am I supposed to DO with that???