4 reminders

Sitting in bed, I watch one of my 3 year old twins rest. A cough this morning, a slight fever and a bloody nose. There is something I'd like to do, a place I'd like to go. But this one of four children remind me, I have to stay here and weather the storm.

6 caps

6 caps to choose from
The hollow end to the head
Any one I choose to wear
I'll look the same
And my face will turn red.

At a loss for words

How can I articulate what I feel? You, who read these words, wonder why out of over 3000 'feeling' words to choose from, I've yet to choose even one. I suppose it's because whatever I choose would not do it justice. The feeling is connected in time, connected to events, connected to words, sound, emotion, thoughts, people, my arms, legs, chest, head.

I could use analogies and metaphors, to try to convey at least a shadow of the truth.

But that leaves too much room for misunderstanding. Again, I'm at a loss for words. I just want to go home.