I feel like I reached a milestone today.
We had to drive into Vancouver for an errand and on the way out of it Lochlan stopped and got me a coffee. He was in a rush and forgot to get a lid, and so he handed me an open, full paper cup of coffee when he got back to where I waited. Then he drove the whole way home with me in the passenger seat, sipping my open, super-hot coffee. I'm not sure if it was my confidence that I could manage or his trust but I didn't spill it, didn't get burned and finished it just as we got home. In spite of the short stops, potholes and distracted highway usual Vancouver shit. In spite of the fact that I can't walk and breathe at the same time and have never gotten a coffee on the go.
Because to Lochlan I will always be eight years old and needing to be taken care of, protected from hot coffees, protected from myself maybe.
So I guess I'm an adult today? Finally?
Hurrah. Coffee for everyone. No lids though, fuck it, we're grownups here.
We had to drive into Vancouver for an errand and on the way out of it Lochlan stopped and got me a coffee. He was in a rush and forgot to get a lid, and so he handed me an open, full paper cup of coffee when he got back to where I waited. Then he drove the whole way home with me in the passenger seat, sipping my open, super-hot coffee. I'm not sure if it was my confidence that I could manage or his trust but I didn't spill it, didn't get burned and finished it just as we got home. In spite of the short stops, potholes and distracted highway usual Vancouver shit. In spite of the fact that I can't walk and breathe at the same time and have never gotten a coffee on the go.
Because to Lochlan I will always be eight years old and needing to be taken care of, protected from hot coffees, protected from myself maybe.
So I guess I'm an adult today? Finally?
Hurrah. Coffee for everyone. No lids though, fuck it, we're grownups here.