making gifts
“Jiminy Cricket!” Calliope grumbled as she drew a line through fuschia and corrected the spelling to fuchsia. “We never spell that color word right!”
“Ummm…” Thalia looked at today’s love letter photo. “I think that’s a grasshopper, not a cricket.”
“You say bug… I curse insect.” Calliope giggled. “At least we had an inkling to look up and correct fuchsia. Typist’s friend won’t mind the cross-out-amendment in our thank you note.”
Urania listened to her fellow muses. She imagined a scene in which Typist’s friend smiled at the spelling mistake, appreciated Drawist’s handmade image, and felt empowered in the ease and openness of their relationship. “When we make it safe to fail… we make it safe to succeed.”
Words from Typist:
Exciting afternoon ahead!
I’m meeting with my surgeon for a follow-up.
My incisions look fantastic.
I hope to be released from all restrictions.
I’m also meeting my radiation oncologist for the first time.
We’re entering the closing leg of this c journey.
Have I mentioned how grateful I am that you have been walking with me?
That is incredible news!
Last week I was bragging to the boys that I saved Jiminy Cricket from drowning in our swimming pool. He came and dried off by me while I sat outside. I decided to snap a photo for the memory book. I was excitedly sharing the photo of one of my favorite insect celebrities only to have my boys burst my bubble and declare it to be a grasshopper not a cricket. Oh how I loved Jiminy Cricket. "I play safe for you and me 'cause I'm no fool."
This is a special afternoon Gail!! 🙌💚