I'm breaking through/I'm bending spoons

by Amy Turn Sharp


Some old pals came round for dinner tonight. Deliriously delicious people from our past remind us to not let life or small things separate us from the kind of folks that inspire and supply joy.

Today I introduced Finn and Blaise to REM. Finn raised his hands above his head and his fingers danced as he smiled. Blaise grinned and we listen to this song as we rolled around on the playroom floor. They were enjoying new music, synapses firing. I was back there in time. I dare you to be about my age and hear this song and not feel summer all around you, humidity thick and hanging. I dare you not to feel that quiet night for just a moment.