Between us, Pea and I have eight parents.
“Eight parents is a lot of parents”, I say, frequently, when describing things like arranging Christmases and weddings and the like.
It is a good number of parents though, I don’t want it to diminish.
Send some light and love to Capital City if you have a chance. We’re entering another era of crisis with my step-father (kidney still rocky, new yet-to-be-diagnosed growths/blockages in his colon), one week from his big 65th birthday party, with all the kids coming home. It’s not clear he will be out of hospital by next weekend.
This feels spirally, the way the surgery in March did not. We shall see, his progress greatly surprised me then, hopefully it will now too.