May, mothering, & wondering

Diary entry: Where have I been, Part II

The walk from the West Village to the Lower East Side was longer than we’d anticipated. I was in New York for work that week and had decided to stay through Saturday. Tomorrow was Mother’s Day.

The city was in its true spring form — clear, bright, sunny days with a breeze that brought the temperature down in the shade. J and I had just left a matinee of …