Tuesday, June 9, 2009


My moving elves have been here

today they swarmed around us

keeping us entertained

doing the work we could not imagine getting finished

doing the work we did not want to do

advising on suitcases and packing material,

occasionally shedding a tear.

When I close my eyes, I imagine them physically holding me up, sending me on, and I know that this work they do is a gift that will sustain us for a long time after we leave.


  1. wonderful. there's nothing like good friends.

  2. i'm afraid those elves might have left a mess...