My dear friend Julia wrote this about me in her creative writing class today. As I began to read, I thought it might be a clever way of telling me to lighten my steps when walking down the stairs in the morning...but it wasn't! It is just breath of fresh air in my all too busy day today.
"Her tall, skinny legs clop down the stairs in a way that makes you notice her arrival. Pausing in the foyer, she looks around to see if there's anyone to spy on. Her silky, unbrushed hair tickles her face and nose before she mindlessly secures it on the side. If you are invited, she'll let you see her smile, but it is never what you expect it to look like. The coffee mug is empty, but she carries it with her always, mostly for the image it portrays. Soon it will be full again and she'll return back to her silver throne in the back of the house."