Moving On

by Laura

I think I’m going to take the calendar down. I had three printed calendar months on the wall by my desk- May, June and July 2012. For whatever reason, I haven’t been able to take them down. The absurd part of my brain must think that if I leave them up, August will never come, even though I know damn well it did.

Looking at those months, I see all the happy events marked on them. Mother’s Day dinner, the last day of school, swim classes, Harry Potter camp. And I don’t want to let them go. But now that I look at the dates more closely, I remember everything that wasn’t written down. And those things are all very unsettling. So I think it’s time.

Yeah, it’s time. Here I go.

In just a minute.

Maybe after I load the dishwasher.