Weblog entry:
- In gratitude
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I’m sitting here alone in my father’s office, the sounds of the rest of the house all around me. In the living room below, my brother’s playing Grieg on our old out-of-tune piano; in the room next to this one, my sisters watch MTV, the volume turned up far too loud behind a closed door. Aunts, uncles, cousins and family friends sit in the dining room beneath me; sipping coffee, they’re rueing the turkey they just ate, while turning a cautious eye toward pies and pecan cookies. I’m sitting here amidst all this bustle, and for a few moments no one knows where I am. I’m alone here with a piping cup of coffee, a glowing computer monitor, and you—three things for which I am very, very thankful.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve some cookies to attend to.
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- 25th day of November 2004.
- Filed under Story, Memory.
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