The winds howl here, the rain slams down,

Monday, October 29, 2012

and I am infinitely grateful that my beautiful son has come home for the storm—that he has made it safely here following a get-away weekend with friends a few hours west.  He'll leave his city apartment and his city while the rains fall. 

I have danced the tango/rumba with my husband, vaguely impersonating Cher, for the DanceSport showcase.  I didn't fall down.

I have seen my students at Penn and read from Handling the Truth.  I was so grateful.

I have spent an evening with the beloved Bellseseses, as we like to call them.  And oh, how we laugh.

I have talked to friends and family.

It is time to hunker down.

Safety to you all.

And love.

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