The space between life and death is usually wide.
At times, with Errol, the space between life and death has become a razor’s edge we’ve had to tiptoe across.
The thinner the line the more balance and concentration it takes to stay on it.
Although Errol’s blood oxygen level is lower than we’d like, today Errol shone and the space opened up wide.
We danced through the sun-dappled living room and spun into oblivion.
It was a beautiful day.
2 comments:
I love that you and Errol were rocking out to U2. Did you guys go to the Raleigh show?
What I love about the sight of you and Errol dancing through your living room is that we see both father and son enchanted and smiling. And, the great conclusion, is that Errol continues to smile and look up at you after the dancing stops and he lies on the sofa.
We approach that razor's edge with you and watch with amazement as you and Cary negotiate it. Today your description leave me to teeter, as your blogs often do, smiling through tears.
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