The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » A Door with a View: Christopher April 19, 2012 I imagine walking through the front door carrying the diaper bag. At the same time, Mimie held Nico's tightly wrapped body in her arms. I'm brought back to reality by a bright light illuminating through the small window of the front door, changing the color from amber to bright yellow. A car was driving down the street, and the stained glass captured the car light from the headlights. I shift my glance from the door to Christopher, my youngest. I am so tired, yet I can't sleep. I have so much on my mind. I have to find a nanny. Who can care for these kids better than mom when I'm not around? Everybody needs their mom. That thought brings me back to the day she passed away. The thoughts I had that morning. I recalled those events of the day I found out Mimie had died as I stared beyond Christopher. My vision gets caught in the moving drape caused by the downforce wind from the ceiling fan. I re...