What Bunnies Do
Santa brought bunnies to our house this year. I am not sure why I thought that was a good idea seeing as I am already an overwhelmed single mom who has chosen to teach teenagers for a living. But when I went to see a dear friend of mine who lives off the grid outside of Bastrop in a little mini house he built surrounded by chickens, goats, bunnies, horses and god knows what else; his daughter placed a bunny in my hands, and I held her for almost an hour. I can’t explain it. We melded . She cuddled close and warm under my chin, and as I stroked her my heartbeat slowed to a calm whisper. Since I’ve recently pledged to ask my heart for advice rather than my head, she and two of her siblings were under our tree this Christmas. It’s been a scary transition this move away from always holding my cards so close to my chest: habitually checking for sharp edges, electrical sockets and passing cars. After losing my first baby and fight...