It feels a little different this time because my job—our job—is so clear: be here for the kids. Show up. Talk about her. Hold space. Love and praise them. Answer honestly and ask questions. Be patient. Most importantly, be there.
The task of it calms me. It makes things clear. I’m not confused. I know what to do.
Today, we made brunch. It didn’t actually come time to eat until mid-afternoon, but that’s not the point. It was mimosas, pancakes, and bacon. Tilde and Matt made the pancakes with Cat’s recipe—which almost made me cry every time I stopped to think about it; still does—I made bacon and mimosas, Liz gathered the supplies, Steph played MarioKart with Wolfie, and Mira did, too. It was beautiful. The kids made cards for Tina, which she was very moved by.
Now it’s time for rest. Night night.