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Spring is in the Air

Everything about it was perfect. Only fatigue curbed what would have assuredly been a rushing tide of emotions. I remember running around our parents' houses in hoop skirts. And the day that we realized we had waists. And amid the sea of silver and blue, I watched Stella enter another charmed chapter of her blessed life.

There were two points in the day that really touched me, and both of those involved watching expressions on faces. It made me realize that there is a very rare type of person who is so pure, so genuine, that you can read goodness by simply seeing their face. To be simple, is to be divine.

The last couple of months have been satisfyingly purposeful, if hectic and difficult. Many times, reflections ran through my head that I considered blogging, but then when the moment presented itself, that accursed San Diego server put out the spark. Computers, man. When it's all said and done, all I can really do with a computer is play Sims 2. (Incidentally, there was one week in the past couple of months where I logged 40 hours playing the Sims, the equivalent of a full work week.) In between Simsing were the weddings and finally, finally filing my first appellate brief.

The past 48 hours have been hellish, some of the worst I've ever had. I will make some attempt of describing how filing the brief went down without treading too much into incriminating territory. It was Murphy's Law, and the sweltering sun, and a trunk with two dozen briefs as well as my car keys, and waiting for Triple A, and then Tracy, and... I've said too much. But shortly before 5:00 pm I was sprinting across the Court of Appeals in flip-flops on, as the bemused cleaning staff looked on. Worth mentioning that the Court of Appeals is an impressive building, with a large fountain and statues of California wildlife, including our famous bear.

Tomorrow is a day off. I'll have a little bit of time to wash my whites, stain a TV stand, catch up on sleep often sacrificed. And over my morning cup of coffee, I will try to reflect on all that has been great in the last months. The refreshing, reliable easiness with my best friends, across two weddings and many meals; those that have helped and guided me when I was at my lowest ebb; beers over beech wood; what it meant to be hugged just one second longer; breakfasting in new spots with old company; just feeling oh, so content.

posted by Lucy Sloan @ 11:50 PM