cry. I just might.
After a busy weekend of grandparent guests, I am sitting in the dark, my ears ringing. We are two hours past naptime. Carmen and David, exhausted from the weekend, the time change, and their own internal forces of chaos, are disassembling the upstairs, naked.
The three of us swing between giddy and distraught, one end of the to the other of our spectrum of hysteria. And it’s only Tuesday.
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1 S. // Mar 15, 2008 at 11:23 am
Wow! I’ve been missing all the pix. Yes, Mark’s smile is getting more genuine. Last I heard it’s Challenge until the end of May. He’s at his mom’s for the first time since the accident while I spring clean and help a friend who’s moving back to Germany (boo hoo). Sorry to read that using the computer’s giving you trouble. Hope you’ve been able to recoup some strength this week.
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