Posts Tagged ‘sophie’

The little things

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

This week has been complete tits. It started on Monday when we got a call saying Sophie’s Dad had a heart attack. It’s amazing how your world can just stop in a blink of an eye, how all the trivial little bits of your day-to-day suddenly becomes inconsequential, replaced by a much larger and more real issue, that issue being the life of a loved one that hangs in the balance. Sophie is 3 hours away, seeing to things that need seeing to.  And me?  Well I’m helping to hold the fort on the home front, to care for Oliver and to fill the void left by her absence. Being a Dad has taught me many things. Thought I’d share this nugget. Looking at Oliver sleep in my bed this morning I asked myself this, “How does someone so small, take up the whole bed?” I swear, it’s the little things that make you smile.

No twists today

Thursday, May 25th, 2000

I strolled into the doughnut shop this morning and was assisted by a new USA Doughnut Shop employee. I peered through the thumb-printed, see-no-touch doughnut aquarium for my sugar twistee. My first left to right scan did not churn up any positive results so I had to roll my head the other way, one doughnut at a time. Sophie, my regular sugar twistee handler, knew something was wrong when a shadow of disbelief leaned across my brow. I was at a loss for words for what seemed to be an eternity. Sophie dropped her cleaning duties at the side counter and rushed to the scene of the crime.

“Why don’t you have the round sugar doughnut instead?”

I would have been outraged had those words danced from the lips of the new girl. But these were the words of the great Sophie. The girl who knew her doughnuts. It was a leap of faith, but one I knew I had to take someday.

Sophie introduced a new pallette into her hair and was surprised that I noticed and acknowledged the new hazel streaks staining her lock. I would have loved to compliment her on the new do but I was in too honest of a mood. I just didn’t think her new head was her. The new girl, the old girl with the new hairstyle, the uncharacteristic sugar twistee shortage. Have things changed or has my life become stagnant?