My Gratitude

A rainy, chilly morning in the Mini Apple.

I miss my kids.

Even though I saw my son's football game yesterday

And relived so many childhood and adolescent memories through the way he played

The way he moved

Even though I saw him

Looked into his eyes

I miss him this morning

I miss his sister

My daughter

Even though we're in the general vicinity of each other

Even thought we "connect" through texts and messages and distant laughter

I miss her

I miss her mind

I miss her heart

I miss her hugs

The way she would rub my head when I wasn't feeling well

And tell me stories until I fell asleep

My STRENGTH and WISDOM

My PRIDE and JOY

I miss you

I miss you both

You are my gratitude

You are my breath

You are my gratitude

You are my breath

You are my gratitude

You are my breath...