Abbreviated post due to lingering head cold IN SPITE OF copious amounts of cold medicine.
But do want to say that tonight, due to tickets that were a much anticipated, pre-purchased gift, Lily and I went to the Nutcracker at Lincoln Center, and for two hours I actually forgot about how my head feels like it is filled with cement. When we walked out into a magical snowy night, I asked Lily, "So, what did you like best? Mother Ginger and the Polichinelles?"
"Yes," she said, through catching snowflakes on her tongue. "Actually, no, Mama. That's not what I liked best."
"What was it?" I asked, more curious now than I'd been.
"Everything. I liked everything about it best. And the snow."
More tea. More meds. Sleep.
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I remember watching you as Clara in the Nutcracker years ago. How surreal and appropriate that you and Lily went tonight. I never believed it when people said that the years fly by. It's true when we have a pile of years behind us.
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