About to Be Adrift

I feel as though there should be multiple copies of me right now: one person to handle Can I Sit With You? upcoming publication affairs and this afternoon's reading, one to take the girls on vacation to Vancouver Island tonight, one to be a proper host to Lea Hernandez while she's visiting with us this week, one to be the best possible mom to Leelo so he would have had a less difficult time being off school for this entire month, one to take care of my friends who are going through such rough times right now as well as those who are on vacation and whose diabetic cats need tending, one to pay proper attention to my husband (although I did sing him "I'm in the Mood for Love" in public, at Martuni's, on Thursday). I would certainly appreciate another me to do the laundry and cooking and attempt to keep the house tidy if not clean.

I love my life. But sometimes there's too much living going on all at once. I haven't had more than four hours' sleep in several days.

And I am excited our vacation, but heartsick too. Who wouldn't want to spend a week boating along the northeastern coast of Vancouver Island? But would you go if it meant leaving your husband and son behind? This is the third year I've been invited, but only the first I've been willing -- with Seymour's gentle encouragement -- to go. I know my semi-amphibious Leelo would love many things about the watery wild we'll be exploring, but being trapped on a boat would be torture for him. And for everyone else aboard.

I will miss my boys. I'll see them in every cove and whirlpool, wonder what they'd make of every orca and crab.

Take good care of them while I'm gone.

Technorati Tags: autism, autism blog