Cold Blooded

I'm not actually cold blooded, but cold emotioned.  Not in the way you might think it is.  See, a little science lesson for you, cold blooded animals need to go to warm places to heat up their blood and go to cool places to cool off their blood, they can't control their temperature themselves. 

I'm like that but with my emotion.  Some people I know are happy all the time. Some are also angry all the time.  Not me, my mood fluctuates like crazy.  

My mom had a day pass from the hospital today.  Which is a good sign. Sure it's only one day, but it's something, so I skipped school today, my dad and Paul and Michelle skipped work too. And the five of us hung out, as a family.  There was some laughing, some bonding, some good times in general.

My mom was obsessed with the Royal Wedding, but because it started at like 1am and went till like 4 or something, my mom wasn't allowed to watch it in the hospital.  So we taped it for her.  None of us watched any of it, we turned off the TV when recaps came one and we didn't touch the newspaper. So it was like we were all watching it for the first time with her. Now, usually I really would not give a damn about the royal wedding but I took an interest for my mom.  We made fun of the uglies and awed at the pretty ones. We saw that kiss everyone had been talking about. And it was just a good time considering I was watching a wedding.

Then we played scrabble. And I won, pretty much only because my mom was off her game that day, considering. 

The day was great, Oh and we sang.  And Paul had his guitar with him, and we had just gotten a new piano in the parlor so I got to play it and it was still perfectly tuned and it sounds way better than the one in the sitting room.

We were like a functional family.  There was no sadness, no fear of death, just a family like they should be.

At the end of the night, my mom was done, she was so tired but so happy.

We drove her back to the hospital and entered reality again.
I haven't smiled so much all year.