I have forgotten...

It has been over two months since I have written a blog post. That is way too long.
Today, on Twitter, I saw this tweet.

And then I saw the invitation from Ruth Ayres to write. 

And so I did.

I have forgotten what it was like to weigh what my driver's license says
and to walk up and down the stairs without my knees hurting
and to read something without reaching for my glasses perched on top of my head.

I have forgotten what it was like to cook for just me

and come home to an empty apartment

and sign my name as "Blome".

I have forgotten the scent of little boy sweat mixed with pancakes and maple syrup

and the sound of the basketball bouncing in the driveway

and the feel of little feet kicking the driver's seat in the minivan.

But I remember that all I have forgotten makes up 

                    my today.