I am beginning to see progress. Baby steps, but steps in the right direction.
Until I am working full-time, I will be spending my days writing and submitting.
I began a story for Chicken Soup today.
Tomorrow we will go to LPHS to see if we can FINALLY get Lizzy’s schedule set up.
Kyle and I were at the hospital yesterday. That man means the world to me. Friday we get the results. He will be fine. I won’t allow anything else.
But what to do when you are with someone that you love purely and beyond reason? Someone that you truly want to please. You want to bring joy to his life. He has earned your respect and devotion without demanding it. Defiance has no place here, but still it rears it’s wild head.
It is time to tame the beast. It is time to love and be loved.
I set up the new private blog. 
Now to make Twitter private between Kyle and myself.
At one time there was a personal blog for Kyle and me. Sadly, I fell into a depression and deleted it along with many other things that I wish were still in existence.
There are things that are difficult for me to verbalize, even to Kyle. For that reason, along with the playful aspect, I think that the time has come to set up a new blog for the two of us.
I’ve decided to take the link to this blog off of Facebook.
I’m really not sure why I ever put it there in the first place. Oh, well.
I may leave the link up on Musings. Who knows? Nah. I think that I’ll take it down.
In reality, only Kyle and I read it. Hopefully, one day my children will take a look. But then again, I’ve terrified poor Elizabeth with my small penis story on Musings…
Why I love this movie:
~the strong love between Annie and Christy which reminds me in so many ways of the love between Kyle and me: enduring, devoted, forgiving, and kind
~the force of Annie’s love for her children
~its accurate depiction of severe major depressive disorder
~its accurate depiction of stereotypical responses to a person suffering from depression
~the beauty of the sets
My favorite scene is the one in which Christy asks the tracker to tell his children that he will not leave their mother.
I would do anything for my children. I considered writing that I would throw myself in front of a train, as a woman in Chicago reportedly flung herself in front of an on-coming train yesterday. But I digress, as usual. I would do anything for my children.
Elizabeth was all pumped for this move. She was adament about coming even after the big chaotic string of confusion. But thinking about it and living it are two different things. She was in tears last night. It broke my heart. I was ready to gather up our things and head for the train station right then, but she said that she still wanted to give it a try. She misses her siblings. She misses her friends. She misses her cat that returned home the night before we left. But most of all, she misses her dog, Isabella.
This morning she feels a bit better, but is still nervous. I told her again that we can go back. She said that she really wants to stay and try school here. If she is still not comfortable after that, then she will say that she wants to return to Blue Springs.
I’ve got her back. Kyle’s got her back. Neither of us want her to hurt.
So for now, we wait.
Dear God, I love that child.
This is how I feel.
It really pertains to my love for Kyle. All I’ve ever wanted is to know his thoughts. I fell in love with the way he thinks. He speaks his mind. He offers his knowledge. He says he doesn’t know when he doesn’t know. He reads voraciously. He admires free thinkers. He fascinates me.
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My children are (along with Kyle, my beloved) the most resilient, strong and faithful people that I know. I cannot adequately describe the pride that I feel for them. It is an honor, and that is no exaggeration, to be walking through this life with them.
