{"id":2613,"date":"2021-11-24T22:51:35","date_gmt":"2021-11-25T05:51:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/?p=2613"},"modified":"2021-11-24T22:51:41","modified_gmt":"2021-11-25T05:51:41","slug":"these-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/?p=2613","title":{"rendered":"These days"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Today&#8217;s soundtrack:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/0_z_UEuEMAo\">https:\/\/youtu.be\/0_z_UEuEMAo<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/nSoe-5bMFb8\">https:\/\/youtu.be\/nSoe-5bMFb8<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So tomorrow is the first thanksgiving I won&#8217;t be spending with my children. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t sure how I would feel about it. I thought I was okay. I am okay. but I am also just now a little sad about it (maybe it&#8217;s the music). Only just a little. Not so much because we won&#8217;t be together. I see them constantly, we are always together, every single god damn day, I don&#8217;t get a chance to miss them. And they&#8217;ll only be gone for dinner, not even the whole day. No big deal. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But it feels like a milestone. The first crumbling cracks. This is the start. The beginning. Of the end. You know? Ryland&#8217;s last thanksgiving as a minor. MY minor. He&#8217;ll still be here next year, I&#8217;m sure, and we will have plenty of thanksgivings in the future. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But it&#8217;s changing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It&#8217;s all changing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There is a horizon we all walk towards, we don&#8217;t even see it, except for now and then, for a brief second, out of the corner of our eyes, as we turn our heads, as we take a quick breath. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So tomorrow they have thanksgiving with their father, not with me, and it is okay. but I&#8217;ve finally caught more than a glance of that new (old) horizon. it is unmoving, and clearer now than it ever has been.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>this time. these days. all of it. the path is shifting; so slow, so subtle, but my god with such swiftness. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today&#8217;s soundtrack: https:\/\/youtu.be\/0_z_UEuEMAo https:\/\/youtu.be\/nSoe-5bMFb8 So tomorrow is the first thanksgiving I won&#8217;t be spending with my children. I wasn&#8217;t sure how I would feel about it. I thought I was&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2613","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2613","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2613"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2613\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2614,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2613\/revisions\/2614"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2613"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2613"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2613"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}