Yes. The deer. We all operating under the assumption that she limped to a nearby meadow, the leg healed quickly, and she’s now living her best life - appreciating all the small things in life following this near miss.
Sometimes I comfort myself imaging that people of all eras have had the same aches. But I don’t know—a deer limping through concrete feels like a particularly modern pain point. Ken, too. But if we weren’t worried about the earth, or the legal splitting of marriages and possessions, would we find something else to haunt us? I think we would and weirdly, that relieves me. I loved this piece.
My husband says stuff like that all the time - "Your words are sweet, but I don't trust them."
I'm a little overwrought about that poor deer...
Yes. The deer. We all operating under the assumption that she limped to a nearby meadow, the leg healed quickly, and she’s now living her best life - appreciating all the small things in life following this near miss.
Undoubtedly 😇
Sometimes I comfort myself imaging that people of all eras have had the same aches. But I don’t know—a deer limping through concrete feels like a particularly modern pain point. Ken, too. But if we weren’t worried about the earth, or the legal splitting of marriages and possessions, would we find something else to haunt us? I think we would and weirdly, that relieves me. I loved this piece.
You are so right. We will always have to have something to worry about - might as well be these things! Thanks for reading Isabel!! 🌱