On New Year's Day, I went to my friend Jessie's house for a visit. I've written about Jessie before, she who has held me since I was a baby, she who has changed my diapers, walked me to school, taught me how to watch the trees for a sign of rain, and taught me countless lessons in love. Time is turning on us, these days I take care of Jessie, tend to many of her needs. And it's a joy to be able to do so for her. She hasn't been feeling well lately, her body weakening to the time and years of hard work, but she's still a fount of positive thoughts and love. And laughter. We sat outside in the sunshine on Saturday, enjoying each other's company and the warmth on our skin. Yesterday, she called me and said that she just wanted to talk to her favorite person in the world and tell me she loves me.
I've been smiling ever since.