Separateness/Togetherness

This is Owen, suited up for a walk, even though it is in the thirties and sleeting (in March?!) Why? Because John knows that Owen and I need some separateness in our togetherness and that is hard to achieve in our tiny match box house where I can hear Owen breathing no matter where he is. I was saying to John last night that I have never spent this kind of intense time with anyone in my life, but John corrected me, "You have with your mom!" So, thank you, mom, and thank you, John.