actually do it when it came to the big move.
this is what he can do right now. he can’t do anything else. he knows i’m having a difficult time and he wants to help. it’s important that he knows i accept it. i know this.
he gets up and goes to the den to rest.
i get up to take the cake out of the oven.
i start to frost it and realize i’m doing it all wrong.
how can you frost a cake wrong?
my mother and sister were in the other room and i just stood there with the sweetest frosting melting everywhere including my hands and i sobbed, the quietest, most fierce 