a small moment I want to preserve in my memory:

I reached in the freezer and grabbed black garbage sack full of ice. I dropped it on the concrete several times, but it wouldn't break. I picked it up and felt around the bag. There was a neck. It was a whole, frozen turkey. Two minutes later, I heard my mother in law go and do the exact same thing.

Life is interesting, and funny, and joyful. It's a wonder what three months away from a toxic environment is doing for my head and my heart.