Taking Care of Myself

And what did I do with my aching heart and my weary soul on the anniversary of my perforation?

I did what I have done every year - I spent fifteen minutes around 10:10am weeping, then I went to Prince Elementary School.

I stood on the playground, spread my arms wide, and announced, to no one in particular, Grandma needs a hug.

Thus proving, once again, that it is impossible to be sad when surrounded by little ones.