I’m still here with the little one today. I have several other friends with sick kids.
It lookes very much like this if you exchange Raggedy Ann
for a dysmorphic sock monkey.
I am going to get out later and work when the calvary comes.
The calvary being my mom.
I’m expecting to have it in a few days. Can’t wait.
Lovah and I have a few more weeks to go before we see each other again. Just in case I haven’t been clear about it before, long distance relationships suck bad. We are mopey and sad and each have our little stressors that we can’t help each other with like we could if we were in the same town.
I keep trying to give him outs like, “I know there are a million women there that you wouldn’t have to work so hard to be with.” Thank God, he knows I don’t mean it and says thing like, “Stop it, I am going to grow old loving you.”
Yes, I know I don’t deserve him.
Sending healing vibes to those I know with sick kids, ailing parents and
other assorted sadnesses and stressors.