Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Things are sure different around here without Caitlin. Quieter, for instance, and more peaceful. We eat and interact and be. Caitlin calls while we’re watching SCTV. On the other hand. There’s a sensation that bypasses thought and all. I miss her! As we talk I realize that we are, of course, doing fine without her but she’s a big part of us, and we’re more with her. She seems transformed. She takes a moment to talk about missing home, and then proceeds with unforced enthusiasm and even moral weight to discuss a number of really substantial events and associations. Underneath the specifics I sense prioritizing, a reduction of self, a maturing. A great Christmas moment.