{"id":19,"date":"2010-03-05T17:52:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-05T17:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog2\/2010\/03\/lost-and-found\/"},"modified":"2010-03-05T17:52:00","modified_gmt":"2010-03-05T17:52:00","slug":"lost-and-found","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/2010\/03\/lost-and-found\/","title":{"rendered":"Lost, and Found"},"content":{"rendered":"

Funny how life works. I spent the morning a bit of a wreck from a late night out last night. I was weepy and self-destructive in my thoughts. I did some basic stuff, like cleaning my car and changing the beds, just to feel like a useful human being. I thought, with a defeated sigh, that chocolate was going to figure big in my day, and the thing is, I just lost 4 pounds last month. <\/p>\n

Eventually I forced myself to go out, with my laptop. I would pretend I was a writer. The last two Nat essays I’ve been working on (one for Parents Magazine<\/span>, and one for an anthology of This I Believe <\/span>essays) were very laborious, so I had convinced myself this ugly morning that I was no longer a writer. Even though Nat is my muse, sometimes I get tired of putting thoughts about him together onscreen. Sometimes it almost reduces him to a two-dimensional being when he is at least 3D. No glasses necessary.<\/p>\n

I got to Peet’s and found a seat by the window, the corner of the counter, where you don’t have to be near anyone yet you don’t have to feel guilty for taking a whole table. It was sunny, yet just the right angle that I could still see my screen. The guy who took my order was really kind. I flipped open Twilight Princess and worked steadily until my meter was almost up. A rough draft, at least a start, for a rough day.<\/p>\n

But then, the boys started to come home, one by one. The crisp little voice of Ben. The loud, loping stride of Nat. The lazy, LOL-ish I.M. voice of Max. I had a purpose again. I know it’s not good to be defined by other people, but it’s the truth. I love being their Mommy. And so we worked on Max’s birthday cake (the temple from Lost,<\/span> Season VI<\/a>). And I realized that writing about my sons doesn’t come close to how great they really are. A picture is worth a thousand words, but three sons are worth a million.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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