some random scenes

Henry volunteered to repair the trash can, which no longer opens with the tap of a foot. I see what the problem is, Mama. It's all gummed up.

Stillness at the end of a long, good day that included a heart-rending funeral, a surprise computer repair at a loving place with a yellow door, NuWay rootbeers for the whole family, play with a cousin and a neighbor, stories and, at the end of the day, cooperative laundry folding while watching Six Feet Under.

The words that stick with me today are those Ms. Fran said to us as we left the place of the yellow door: Keep walking. What does that mean, Henry asked. Well, we said, keep living. Life is sweet, even if it is sad sometimes. Don't stop living it until it's over. And then we went to get root beers.