I married Billy 15 years ago today. It has been a long road filled with babies and tremendous loss and suicide and baseball. And, ok, travel and amusement parks and homemade pasta. There have been times I didn’t think we’d see another anniversary, but here we are, celebrating 15 years for better or worse. And it could certainly be worse.
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April 12
Robin finished her state report project today. If I were her teacher, I’d give her a B. Personally, I wouldn’t be satisfied with a B, but Robin seems content with it. Christina, on the other hand, decided she wants to do her own state report. So we went to the library and took out a bunch of books and she has already started taking notes, collecting all the required information. These two are like night and day sometimes.
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April 7
The kids had the day off from school, so at the last minute I decided to take the day off too. I took the kids to get sandwiches and we went to Walter Jones Park, where we played card games while squirrels tried their best to see what food we might have for them. Then I took the kids to the beach. It was an absolutely beautiful day to be outside and we sure did make the most of it.
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March 25
It’s been a busy day of keeping the kids out of the house so Billy can sleep, preparing for various church-related obligations, and now a concert. It’s the last one of the season, which is both a relief and a disappointment.
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February 23
The marathon of my life continues. A bunch of people backed out of tonight’s church class (that I’m leading) at the last minute and I was so exhausted, I just wanted to cancel it. But there wasn’t enough time to let everyone know before it started. So I went reluctantly and said I’d just plod through. In the end, it was a really good class and I left feeling more energized than I went in (which admittedly wasn’t so hard). As much as I complain about being overwhelmingly busy, I guess it’s good that I am busy. I feel more motivated to do even more things, like get some of my writing published and maybe even make that lucrative enough to quit my “temp” job that I’ve been in for almost 17 years and have never enjoyed. Of course that means I have to write and I have to find publishers who might like my writing, which means even more work, but I guess I might as well ride this motivation wave for as long as it lasts.
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January 30
I had a very rough day today. Lots of tears, lots of very hard-won personal restraint. I may eat the remaining half a can of chocolate frosting from Christina’s birthday cake tonight. Not sure that solves a single thing, but also not sure I give a damn.
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