Thaw before reheating.
{ 2007 05 27 }
Kate is quiet, relatively still, curled up at my side. She looks up from nursing, smiles her biggest, sweetest smile, and reaches her hand up to rest at my cheek. If, in this moment, she were to ask me for a pony, she’d be saddled up the next day.
Instead, she looks deep in my eyes and says: “Da Da.”
Posted by holly on Sunday, May 27th, 2007, at 6:34 am, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
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