the heart and the sleeve

Ellis and I went to his once a week class this morning. Only a couple of other families were there, so it was small and nice.

I stayed late talking to E's EI teacher and ended up bawling, which I've never done before. A flood of emotions overwhelmed me in the small intimate environment. I don't think I can even begin to unravel my feelings in a coherent way at this moment. And I think it has more to do with me than Ellis actually, except that he's inextricably a part of it all.