They look at you the way they did when their shoes were untied and
their fingers were too small to twist the laces. Even now they don't
wear lace ups often. They buckle and Velcro and slip their way to the
admissions office and the audition booth. They slipper their feet
over to me and offer an espresso wrapped in college applications and
scholarship essays. They look at me with those eyes that I never had a
chance to practice on an older sister. And so it is that I help them
tie yet another neat bow.
This is beautiful. I like how it paints the pictures of those big kids as really being little kids still.
ReplyDeleteThank you for helping them. My grandma lived the last 3 years of her life in a nursing home while Alzheimer's stole her life. And she was treated very well.
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