home from austin

got back last night from a busy trip to Austin. Saw Sophia on the way in and out. Was pretty sad. No real way to sugar coat it. But such is the nature of rehab. It’s reality unplugged. I got in right at the end of visitation time so clumps of families were dispersed amongst the grounds. We found a spot of shade to beat the heat and she began to talk. It kills me to write what she said but I need to be true. She thinks she’s a maggot inside of an apple. Rotting out all she touches. I said ‘no babe’. You are an apple. The apple of my eye. A sweet delicious apple that has a bruise or two. We all do. Got to learn to eat around the bad part. Or heck, take a bite out of it for that matter. I love you so much Sophia 🍎