Wishbone

The Wall Street Journal said today that prison inmates are looking forward to meeting Elizabeth Holmes (the convicted founder of Theranos) and have said “I want to be her friend.” Well, I’m glad that Elizabeth, or Liz as she goes by now (I think), is going to have a support system in prison and that she’ll be welcomed into a nice social circle or group, which I’m sure is so important when you are doing time.

But I was thinking this morning that I would like to go to the movies possibly today or tomorrow (it’s Memorial Day weekend) and see Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret which looks like a real chick flick. I’m sure Max would offer to go with me immediately, only it really looks like the kind of movie to see with your girlfriends, your mother, or your daughter. Sarah might have been willing to see it, but then again she might have gotten bored and wanted to leave after the first 15 minutes. It was really touch-and-go which movies or TV shows would catch her interest. As I said in previous posts, she had little movie obsessions where she would watch a movie like The Wizard of Oz or Cinderella or Ponyo multiple times but other times she had zero interest in other shows or movies I thought for sure she would love, like Wishbone or Schoolhouse Rock.

Anyway, it doesn’t quite seem worth the trouble of trying to round up a group of girlfriends to try to see this movie, especially since it’s already left my neighborhood theater. I’m still feeling kind of depressed and down and not wanting to really do much of anything. I’ve been reading, watching a bit of TV, and playing card games on my phone. And eating too many sweets.

The county pools open this weekend, and pre-Covid, Sarah and I always went over and took a dip together, which she really enjoyed. She loved swimming and moving her body in the water. We got out of the habit from 2020 on, but she loved being in the pool with me and the pool at Camp JCC.

I think part of the reason I may feel so sad right now is that after the Field Day at Sarah’s school, a website called The MoCo Show on Instagram and Facebook posted a little squib about the Field Day and a lot of people who knew Sarah commented, like her former teachers, camp counselors, and school administrators. Everyone talked about what a great smile she had and how much fun she was. It’s wonderful to read tributes like that but it just evokes so much emotion. It’s hard. It’s upsetting when people don’t mention Sarah but it’s difficult to process sometimes when they do. I guess I’m just overwhelmed.