suddenly it's december.
Dec. 9th, 2001 12:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aslantreturned amid snow! from the anniversary dinner at hopkins inn. ancient wine bottles dredged out of storage for our table, and champagne, and endless toasts that made us all cry. fifty years they've been married. fifty years. & my parents? thirty. d kept running outside and checking the depth of the snow. he runs his finger along a porch railing. how deep is it? we ask. half an inch he says. how can you tell? we ask. by how cold it is he replies all nonchalant.
there was french onion soup and sea scallops and all manner of good breads and cups of wine everywhere you look. i sat next to my grandmother, whose eyes shone with happiness, all her children in one room together. her sister died just last year; she tears up when someone says she is there with us. everywhere here there are mirrors. i keep expecting to find ghosts in the crooks and nannies.
my uncle l drove on the return trip in the driving snow, joking about this and that. he is a drum and bass afficionado, some import racket run with a friend of his. i'll break out the good stuff tomorrow he says, to keep you awake on the drive up to boston.
it doesn't take much to make me happy. for instance, if i marry someone? they will need to know to drive well in the snow. it seems like the right sort of safeness to lean into.
there was french onion soup and sea scallops and all manner of good breads and cups of wine everywhere you look. i sat next to my grandmother, whose eyes shone with happiness, all her children in one room together. her sister died just last year; she tears up when someone says she is there with us. everywhere here there are mirrors. i keep expecting to find ghosts in the crooks and nannies.
my uncle l drove on the return trip in the driving snow, joking about this and that. he is a drum and bass afficionado, some import racket run with a friend of his. i'll break out the good stuff tomorrow he says, to keep you awake on the drive up to boston.
it doesn't take much to make me happy. for instance, if i marry someone? they will need to know to drive well in the snow. it seems like the right sort of safeness to lean into.
