Here is what January looked like:
Lots of crying, during the day and the night.
Crazy eyes from cabin fever.
I am tired of winter and found myself looking at some old photos from this past fall, when the trees were still heavy with ruby apples, the grass was green, and the pigtails were stubby.
OK. So January kind of sucked.
Stomach flu, head lice, coughs and colds, fevers and now night terrors. It’s been neat.
Last week I was broken. I hit a new low and was having a rough, rough time. I don’t feel ready to write about it just yet, but this week is so much better.
Ha! When will I learn not to boast about good health? The minute after our last holiday guest left, Steve started barfing. Then it was Avelyn’s turn, then Karenna’s, then mine.