Well, I'm tempted to go back over the list of my goals for February, now that we are a third of the way through March. I didn't get them all done, but I did some of them.
The boys are okay. Dave and I still struggle to stay up with everything we need to do to be decent parents. Somehow, I'm never quite sure we can keep up, and we both get pretty frustrated with them and with each other, but we know we have to paddle this boat together. As bad as it is on the worst days, we can't imagine trying to do it alone. If we are both in the boat and both trying to kindof go the same direction, we make progress. Or at least I think we do. Isn't that a rousing endorsement of marriage as we approach the end of our 16th year together?
A dear, dear friend has cancer. She is my age, almost exactly. We have been friends for 30 years. She has to have chemo. I've not heard any details about when or how much. It is hard to imagine. She is strong and prepared for anything that comes her way, but I'm not sure I can say the same about myself. I've taken two trips out of town in the past few weeks to visit her, once at home, once in the hospital after her surgery. That stresses Dave and the boys, but I need to do it for me
The daffodils in the yard are about 4 inches tall. I must say, I'm more anxious for spring and green in the woods this year than usual.
I actually cooked this evening. First time in a week. We have eaten a lot of frozen meals. Lucky for us, Kroger had good sales on meals the boys will eat.
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