My girl married her John from South Africa. He now has a whole new family. And he asked me to be his mum. I said yes, of course.
Waiting on a mom in early labor. I don't wanna go to a birth but I will get over my bad self. I have to. Friday another three days of training with chaplaincy. It rained a bit last night, lovely to hear the rain on the deck.
I have a bunch of short papers to write about the last trainings and the one coming up. Remember, if I EVER suggest another training program I'm interested in, please disabuse me of that notion. Please.
Although film theory would be fascinating. (Don't ask)
I must go for a walk or something. I'm tangled up in knots with stress. A swim would be great but I can't take my phone in the water with me.
I hope everyone is ok after the latest climate/political fuckery. We find our friends. We hang with those we love. Last weekend was nuts but I saw some of my favorite people in the world. My wife loves me and I love her. Clark gave me a Bob Ross bobble head that talks. So life is good.
1 comment:
What a gorgeous couple!
I hope the birth went well. Midwifery is not the least stressful of occupations, is it? I think perhaps you need a real break from everything but love soon. You have so much on your plate, darling.
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