luminous

when my children were little, for a time, i lost myself. i poured who i was into them. my skin became thin. almost transparent. but my heart grew. large and pink and throbbing. this is how i feel again with my grand children. in the crazy swirl or little limbs, of soft wet kisses. in confusion and mess and noise.
yesterday we all went down to cape ray (near port aux basques at the southern tip of newfoundland) and met up with marilee and her daughter and grandchildren (3 generations of friends). the sky was high. the ocean on and on forever. our last day all together. a perfect end to a week-long holiday.