The Penciled Sky

Archive for September 2006

Papa

Posted by: tpsky on: September 28, 2006

For as long as I could remember Papa always had the habit of writing random words on scrap paper when he was watching TV. I figured he was practicing calligraphy since that was his hobby. I never noticed the words being lined up so closely together and having so many repeated [...]

Inside the Kitchen Window

Posted by: tpsky on: September 27, 2006

Today my 17-month-old made a “two” sign for the first time.  She couldn’t separate the fingers to make a “V” yet, but she may as well have carved a victory symbol on my heart.  Sometimes I thought of how many stories behind the lit windows that you see when you take a walk after dinner.  Behind ours it [...]

Exasperation

Posted by: tpsky on: September 25, 2006

I’m obsessed with counting the number of hours I’ve had to leave my daughter under others’ care.  8 hours today.  0 yesterday.  10 the day before.  When did women lose their right to care for their own children? 

The Cry

Posted by: tpsky on: September 23, 2006

What a cry she had!  Brassy and assertive, she carved out a little piece of the stratosphere for her own the moment she arrived in this world.  And And she cried with the same force still 17 months later.  The tears streamed down her face just like the miserable rain outside.  And the quack of the passing [...]

Inordinary World

Posted by: tpsky on: September 22, 2006

I don’t remember when I stopped feeling with bursting excitement in the morning when the sun caressed my nose, or searching for the topmost cloud in the sky on the way home.  But children are here to remind us of the inordinary world we live in.  When my daughter clapped her hands at the passing of the migrating birds in [...]