It’s “Keep Your Head Up,” by Andy Grammer:
Someone asked me the other day if I was happy. This is a person who is well aware that my Mat died 18 months ago, so I thought that was pretty optimistic of him.Am I happy? I answered him with a flat “No.” Mat isn’t here, and he shows no signs of coming back. I miss him every day. Mat was my home – my place of rest – and without him I am homeless. When I let myself think about it, I worry that I may never have a home again. I am a single parent of two grade-school boys, with all of the responsibility, logistical challenge, and sheer exhaustion that involves. My children don’t have a dad, and they will not even fully understand what this means for them for decades.I realized a long time ago that it is not a good idea to look too far into the future or ask large existential questions about happiness. This can be fuel for a dive headfirst into a pit of depression. But I do have moments of joy.My friend Beth describes life as a salad. If her life is a bowl of iceberg lettuce, she’s happy to find some tomatoes here and there. These are her walks with friends, and uninterrupted stretches of writing time, and happy moments with her kids.My salad is also made of iceberg lettuce. It hasn’t been washed that well, so there are some gritty pieces, and it’s a little old, so there are also some slimy pieces. But there are also some sugared walnuts, sweetened dried cranberries, and even a chunk of blue cheese here and there. These are the times I spend reading a satisfying book with my boys, or being caught off guard by a hug from one of them, or getting them through a conflict-free bedtime routine on time.This week it was playing in the water with the boys, having a few free hours and using it to discover a book I really like, and helping Colin catch his first big fish. We were in the Nantucket Sound on a boat with 30 or so other people, and Colin – the youngest by several years – was worried that he would be the only one not to catch a fish. Instead, he was among the first, landing a big sea bass.Mat would have loved it.
I have a small family. I do not have a dad because he passed away. My mom is very tall and she has black hair. My brother's name is Ian. And he is very good at baseball. And he is also good at Xbox. And one other word about my mom. She is a very nice person. Now, my brother Ian plays soccer. He is the goalie. He is a super good goalie. We like to go to Disneyland. Me and my brother like to play Xbox. Me and my mom like to watch Once Upon a Time. Me and my Dad liked to go to baseball games. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Goodbye for now.