the morning went so well. then i had a shit afternoon.
when she wandered in on me crying, i explained to Cordelia that sometimes my head gets sick and it makes me hurt like i have boo-boos inside my body. she said “oh i will get you a band-aid” and climbed up on the step stool in the bathroom, heading for the cabinet. that’ll fix that right up. i told her “oh but the boo-boos are inside me, not on the outside, and you can’t see them, so we can’t put a band-aid on them”
so she looked at me very seriously and said “mama, then you should go to the doctor.”
true that, sister.