February went by with no posts. They were in my head but because of my eyes and overall laziness with typing they stayed dormant.
I didn’t write about my fortieth birthday, Pete’s fortieth-second went by too. Nathaniel turned 16 (all teenage girls that visit are automatically shot in the ass with a dart of Depo-Provera)(There’s a whole post there for later)
I’ve struggled with a bad case bronchitis and bronchial spasms..
I’m finally starting to feel like I’m kicking it. Four months later. It took a toll on me though. I could feel it kicking my ass.
And I haven’t recovered from the ass-kicking yrt.
I retied Aiming Low during my illness. I knew that if I was going to spend most of my time sick I’d better do it with my family. I needed to know I made the right choice of what was important in my life.
It hurt to let go of the site.
It was a big part of my reason to fight so hard to come back.
But now, I feel like I’m going to miss the reasons that around me every day.