the problem with having a blog is that you need something to say :O) today was exhausting. meetings and court hearings and my first day of therapy and board meetings and pissed off clients and distraught clients and an upset dad. just a lot. i feel like i'm a broken record and that my friends have had enough of me complaining. and other people are dealing with so much more than i am. i'm sorry if you're sick of my sad blog entries i'm going to leave it up to you to stop reading them if that's the case. i'll be more upbeat tomorrow or thursday. but today was really, really hard. i mean, some days it takes all you have to just show up and be present and so much of my job is being able to communicate with other people and to support them. and i'm really good at being on, and being able to focus on people and not them them know how i'm actually doing. whether it's clients or other staff members. i don't know. i'm rambling. all i know is that i wish i could wake up tomorrow and it would be a sunday in charleston. and kerrie would go to church and then come home and we would eat lunch with frannie and then watch 'finding nemo' in the lounge while we did our laundry and life would be simple.
i love you guys. i hope that you're doing well. i miss you a lot. and i'm sorry this blog has disintegrated into rambling and missing blue 2. i'll be more focused in the morning.
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rach, blogs are for expressing yourself. it's hard to not talk about things in your life when they are obviously impacting your day heavily. i say write about what you need to. no need to pretend, at least for me. i can imagine your other friends would say the same...
Raquel, somehow you forgot to mention the following when reminiscing about your time in Charleston:
"And I would shutter w/ anticipation--hoping that that hot piece of arse, Natron, would walk in the room. And, if he did, my troubles no longer seemed so troubling."
hahahaha. yes nate. that's exactly it! :O)
Life was easier then. Our top priorities were saving the world, and making sure Josh was on time (not always in that order). As stated in my email to you, I am truly in awe of you. You're amazing!
And in the wise words of our blue and yellow friend, "just keep swimming!"
p.s. Leave it to Nate to be so vain... :o)
p.p.s. There is a teacher where at my school whose last name is Parham-Sharp (and we all know how I feel about hyphenated names...I digress.). I started calling her "P. Sharp," and then I started saying, "P. Sharp, 14, Wallaby Way, Sydney" ... but it's really "P. Sherman," but it's stuck and now the whole staff calls her such. That was long, and confusing, but funny if you can weed through the mess.
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