Lonnie Days

On Saturday last, I had one of which I have come to call 'Lonnie Days.' They come like a thief in the night, when you least desire or expect them, yet somehow you are glad to succumb to them. I hesitate to tell of this day because other than the sequence of physical events that occurred on it, I understand it very little. But I do know that I want to remember it, and maybe recounting at least the motions we went through to get through the day will help me with interpreting it in the future.

A tearful morning. They started flowing pretty much as soon as I sat up in bed. Somehow I managed to get dressed...and Rhodric must've dressed Gwenna because I don't remember. I couldn't stop crying and we knew we needed to get out of the house. It was a beautiful day.

We drove down the hill and caught the little train that runs through downtown. G liked this very much. She is very interested in trains right now. We road for awhile, unsure of our plans or destination. I must add here, that i had indeed managed to stop crying. Finally we decided to find a coffee shop and part ways for a bit. I left R and G at Tully's where they had a fun date that ended at a toy store.

I tied my scarf a little tighter and headed to Mad Hat. The only place I could think to go. Mad Hat is a little tea shop tucked away downtown. Lonnie spent countless hours there, and had become excellent friends with the owner. He displayed a lot of his photography and print work there as well. I spent some impressively unproductive time with my notebook while drinking tea and watching passers by. As I felt an uncontrollable wave coming I hurried to pay and off to find my loves.

We finished the day with dinner at my parents. I curled up next to the fire with Xandra and warmed that corner of my heart that only a sister can reach. Then home to bed and the comfort of Husbands warm arms.