i was a little bit behind schedule today...
as i walked past her house on the way back
to mine, i saw her door was open.
that's her signal for me to stop.
sometimes i do. sometimes i don't.
i walked by her driveway.
i'll stop another day.
i totally passed her house.
and then i turned around.
just say hey, terri.
make it quick.
i ring her doorbell and peek
in her door. she lights up.
i can't stay but a second, i say.
i'm not even gonna sit down cause
then i'll stay.
she looks me dead in the eye and
says real firm 'SIT!'
i sat right down.
and we chatted.
and somehow we ended up talking about
how amazing women were.
and i decided to tell her that i thought
she was pretty amazing. and that she
created a life where people cared about her.
i asked her if she'd help yo learn how to
iron his shirt later today.
told her about some shindig he's got coming
up tomorrow nite and how he's got a new shirt
that needs ironing.
i smiled at her.
'you realize it has nothing to do with ironing'
i told her.
'just thought it was a good way he could share
it with you. you're life his gramma.'
she really is an amazing woman.
it was nice to have a chance to tell her so.
isn't that part of learning how to say goodbye, ter?
gonna have to pay attention to her open door more