Off and on they worked on their Travel Journals. It was the agreement. Eli and his mother, the agreement for being out of school. I sat often on the porch listening to the exchange between them about what one writes in a travel journal. They were quite self sufficient, the parts of the trip when they were here, at the beginning and then at the end. They wondered if i wanted to go with them but i said no...unless it was important to them and it really wasn't. So they went around happily and i stayed here being me. Doing the RePlay in my mind this afternoon, i saw how quiet i've become. How i watch and listen and respond when things are directed to me but also seem to have lost all urge to entertain. Stuff is very plain and what i talk about is things like that Sky last night. We all watched and went back to see the final darkness with all the STARS, but then too, i was pretty quiet. How often i said "I don't know". I don't know the names of all those mountain ranges on the circular Rim. I don't know the names of those bright stars. I don't know the population of Socorro. I don't know in miles how far the Rio Grande River is from here. I don't know the number of the annual percipitation of places. and i didn't feel like i SHOULD know anything. I was ok with not knowing. and IT was ok that i didn't know.
so they have set out for Home.
Emrie's Magic FireFly cloth waited. Today i stitched. Tomorrow is the appointment for the Amniocentesis. Jenny and Alyssia will drive the distance to Sacramento to the place that does nothing but this. First they do their own ultrasound and if there are what they refer to as "markers", they will continue with the Amniocentesis. If not sufficient markers they will not. So it will be a great not knowing until decisions. And really, even after all, it might remain a not knowing. But we Go.
Yesterday, daughter Jenny, who will be Emrie's grandmother, went to the Goodwill in Chico and got her 6 "really great" sundresses. For good luck.
