Wheat graduated. I'm so proud of him. He received three scholarships at graduation. The most of any senior. I'm allowed to brag. His college campus is exactly three miles from my house. I can't wait for him to be up here. I know I won't see him a lot, but it will be great to know that I can if I want to. I did get his scrapbooks done. I better start on Jordy's....
Jordy is graduated from 8th grade today. He's officially in high school. He's ready for his shot at football in the fall and there is a good chance he might see some varsity playing time. As a freshman, that would be impressive - especially since his older brother didn't get to play varsity his freshman year!
Work is work. I'm just plugging along, trying to be happy all the time. It's tough, but I'm getting through. I guess we'll see what happens when I get my review in a few weeks. The new guy that has the job that I wanted starts next week. Stay tuned.
I've been getting "the" question lately. It goes in phases. I don't get it for a while and then all of a sudden I'm getting it all the time. The question, "Do you have kids?" or a variation of the question, "Why don't you have kids?" I have a standard answer which is partly the truth. I tell people that I love to be Super Aunt Ginny and spoil my nephews and niece (and sister for that matter) and I wouldn't be able to do this if I had kids. I also say that I have Sydney and that's about all that my dh and I can handle. Both the truth but not the whole truth. I'm really not up to talking about it. In fact, I don't think I ever have really. I am lucky that I'm okay with spending my golden years with my dh - we do have a lot of fun together. I'm lucky to have my nephews and niece but I couldn't help thinking when I was doing Wheat's scrapbook that I'll never do one for my own child. I think I'm okay with that - at least I keep telling myself that.
I'll be okay - I just get this way now and then. But we all have days like this...right? I'm babysitting my friend's 3 year old tonight for a few hours. It will either hurt or help :-)
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Reading your thoughts makes me feel so differently. I feel for you. I ache for you. I don't know what you are going through, but I know what it is like to long for something that you will never have. And for you, I hurt. I hope that through my thoughts and prayers for you I can take a little of that away from you. If you ever do want to talk about it Ginny, you know I'm here. But I'll leave it up to you. I love you SO MUCH!
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