The last week has consisted of a super-awkward “funeral”, the arrival of my most-perfect and beautiful niece, JD growling softly while sleeping as I run my fingers through that thick, velvety head of hair, and the various days of work and dog park and going out for a little reprieve.
We escaped to Eureka Springs for several days and enjoyed the art and hippies and witchery. It’s an enchanting little town filled with an odd mix of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. We floated together in the giant hot tub in our room every single night and ate funnel cakes and fudge until both our pancreas-bits were screaming. We spelunked in Ozark caves and bought too many crystals and fell into bed every night so full of each other that I may have permanent dents.
I thought the past week would leave a scar but no. It’s just a sunburn.
And it’s already healing.