Driving I-95 S. The Circle of Life.

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The Departure.
The Frenzy.
The Packing.
The Awkwardness.
The Race to the Airport.
The Small Talk.
The Drop-off.
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The Drive Back Home.
Stewing in Silence.
Lamott’s Drowning in Uncried Tears.
Smoke from Melancholia Filling the Cockpit.
An Amputee Rubbing his Stub – Where’s my Limb?
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The Gap.
Tongue’s first day with his Missing Tooth.
Zeke Turning, Turning, Turning. Can’t find his spot. Lands Heavily, and Sighs.
First Thanksgiving Dinner with the Circle Broken. His Seat Sits Empty.
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The Return.
“Who’s Picking Up Eric at JFK Airport?”
Everyone!


Notes: Image: Leniwi-ojcowie. Related Posts: Driving Series

19 thoughts on “Driving I-95 S. The Circle of Life.”

    1. Thank you Lori. And love “limned.” Had to look it up. Appreciate you continuing to stretch me…

      limn |lim| verb [ with obj. ] literary
      depict or describe in painting or words.
      • suffuse or highlight (something) with a bright color or light: a crescent moon limned each shred with white gold.

      1. It’s a favorite word of mine, I think it’s so concise, yet so elegant. My husband, conversely, isn’t often so keen on being “stretched,” and often bemoans the fact that “I just don’t speak English…” 😉

  1. You beautifully describe the circle of life. I think what’s more important is less the absence and more how we treat each other when we’re all together. Glad your family is all together for the holidays!

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