Dealing Cards

What? my older daughter said. You brought out the cards already? 

I am determined to remained holed up. My older daughter, as a medical worker, comes and goes, but my younger daughter and I — we’re staying home.

So, honestly, what’s more reassuring than a deck of cards? I’ve been playing Crazy 8s since I was three — maybe younger? — and my kids likely can’t remember when they began. My whole life, we’ve always had packs of cards around.

Today, unexpectedly, I learned our internet speed is suddenly amped up, with no additional fee. Until when? my younger daughter asked. I read the email again and thought, What does when mean anymore?

I finally answered, Until we don’t. Right about then, I started shuffling cards.

In sorrow, pretend to be fearless. In happiness, tremble.

Jane Hirshfield

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Kitchen, Day 2

About Brett Ann Stanciu

A writer and sugarmaker, Brett Ann lives with her two daughters in stony soil Vermont. Her novel HIDDEN VIEW was published by Green Writers Press in the fall of 2015. Let my writing speak for itself.
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9 Responses to Dealing Cards

  1. Cards are comfort! Thanks for reminding me.

  2. My granddaughter is with me during the day while she attends school remotely, but we’ll have plenty of time for cribbage and hearts!

  3. Ben Hewitt says:

    “You brought out the cards already?” Great line. Just tell her it was that… or charades

  4. Eliza says:

    Happy playing…

    Love, light, and glitter

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