i'm in love...

freddie
Originally uploaded by kristalynn.

i just got back from a cross-country, family-visitation trip. let me just say how crestfallen i was sitting alone in my hotel room, waiting for the phone to ring. everyone i went to see in vancouver seemed to be *unavailable*. so i walked around IN THE RAIN, BY MYSELF, AGAIN.

okay, okay. i'm being a little "james frey" about the whole thing (that means embellishment, btw), but i was totally stoked when i went to winnipeg to see my grandparents (divorced, yet competitive and flirting) and 10 (yes, TEN) people made it out to dinner in my honor!

wow. life does go on.

and it is here where i toppled in love.

my mom's childhood friend has a 14 year old foster child. he was born 2 months prematurely to a drunken drug addict. he weighed 2 pounds and i guess a few ounces at birth. he wasn't to live longer than 2 months.

and here he is at 14.

he was so shy and so well behaved. his head was not much larger than a california raisin. i smiled at him all through dinner. i caught him staring at me too. [i giggled here].

he said nary a word.

"did you talk to him?" my psychiatrist friend asked.

"YES! i asked him about school, his pizza crust, his unfinished coke, and if he liked computers."

"why didn't he finish his coke?' he asked.

"i don't know! he shrugged his shoulders. isn't that the greatest answer! so wise. damn. i totally understand that he didn't want that huge coke."

i just wanted to scoop him up.

i some(most)times want to just shrug my shoulders. i've resigned to do just that throughout the rest of 2006.