The one beautiful thing (actually, the MANY beautiful things...) was the huge amount of people I haven't see in way too long who fell right back into that sense of family I'd had when I had ridden motorcycle a lot more often with them. And who were able to understand the giant ragged hole in my heart because it matched theirs~
I painted this toad last night after I got home- Max had found it a couple weeks ago over at Linda and Joe's house and I have been wanting to paint a series of them- I like it.
And this morning, Max said to me when he woke up, "I want to die when you die. I want to be right next to you when you die." I had told him all about Tom, and dying...
God I love my kid!