big pot.

i'm eating ivy crackers and persimmon, something to tide me over till
we eat dinner tonight at 10. sprawled, bad posture,
on our hand-me-down couch. home from a day at mosaic.
every wednesday, i go to this cafe and play
coffeemaker.
today was full of dishes and hot lattes to ward off
the frigid weather outside. busy, for customers, mostly friends.
and i got to blend a bit with
a group of girls that came in. stephanie,
stopping in from the states on her way to england, said some
words. future. ambition. letting go of control. faith. let God control. leap. all within
context, those words were bread for me today. especially after the droplets john had to wipe off my cheeks last night, in conversing about taking leaps, now, or in the future. faith.
it's a hard thing sometimes. but it's what keeps us
moving. like cameras.
growing. like my tree.
meanwhile, my husband,
i could sneak peeks at him, sitting behind the conference room glass, soaking in some
discussion with the men. he loves wednesdays for that, i'm glad.
it was a full day, wednesday.
and not yet over as i head now to erc, my hakwon, to
teach some kids the life that's inside a book.
and then
i return home to my loving husband,
back on our weathered couch.
to eat crackers again, snuggle,
or maybe i'll have a slice of energy to cook
up something more
substantive. i love
life right now, because it feels
like a big pot of soup, eclectic and
boiling, hot for someone.