Hothouse Flower
“Daisy sleeps in my arms for some of it, straddled backwards and facing me. I think she averages about four hours of sleep a day, which is better than what she had been doing off Ambien. But I wish I could hold her in my arms through the night, with no restlessness, no moment where she wakes and struggles to return to that peace.
I just want what she had—before the media, before the mental trauma.
She is making more progress. We stayed at a hotel one night, and I didn’t have to do our routine, s...howing her that I locked every single door and checking the shower. She could sleep for a couple hours without that knowledge and feel safe.
I kiss the top of her head and drive on.
The sunrise breaks across the horizon, oranges and reds spilling together. Out west, the quiet atmosphere tranquilizes me, clearing my head. I thought I could show this to my brother. I thought that we could share it, but circumstances or fate or whatever split us apart.
To have this time with Daisy means just as much, but I do recognize that each moment spent with her is a moment away from Lo during his recovery.MoreLess
I just want what she had—before the media, before the mental trauma.
She is making more progress. We stayed at a hotel one night, and I didn’t have to do our routine, s...howing her that I locked every single door and checking the shower. She could sleep for a couple hours without that knowledge and feel safe.
I kiss the top of her head and drive on.
The sunrise breaks across the horizon, oranges and reds spilling together. Out west, the quiet atmosphere tranquilizes me, clearing my head. I thought I could show this to my brother. I thought that we could share it, but circumstances or fate or whatever split us apart.
To have this time with Daisy means just as much, but I do recognize that each moment spent with her is a moment away from Lo during his recovery.MoreLess
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