Thursday, August 20, 2015

absence of change

As she sleeps the days pass. She drinks red Gatorade and eats chocolate pudding Ensure and raisin cinnamon bread.

Visually she bears a powerful resemblance to her mother.

Dad continues to work too late in the day. I continue to bicker with her and Carly. Despite everything, or in spite of it, we haven't changed much.

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