Thursday, March 17, 2011

Went with a friend to watch family court at the courthouse. We got to sit in the jury box and watch the procession of cases pass through the system. We could only last for two hours, it was all so intense. Parents were in so much pain with each other. I remember my divorce and how hard it was.

Outside the sun was shinning. The nine year old and I counted at least twenty tiny apricots on the newly planted tree in the back yard. We are both now waiting for cherry season to start.

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