Uncertainty plagues me. Having knowledge of many choices, but not being able to act on even one seems to be driving me slowly to madness. I swear to you, my life was completely normal three weeks ago, but I feel like it has since exploded leaving behind a melodramatic soap opera with pieces of myself scattered everywhere.
But I’m slowly picking them up. And things might eventually get back on track. Eventually. One decision at a time. Baby steps. Baby steps to quench my desire for solid answers and immediate action.
The first few days of break are over and I feel as if I have little accomplished. I did, however, take a personal road trip that led me to Missouri for Mr. Jacob Coon’s senior recital. Seeing him was wonderful, despite the soap opera of his own life (that for once, I was completely content not being a part of). I love that boy, always have, always will, no matter how much I hate him and want to punch him in the face. Talk about agape.
After 11 hours of driving in a matter of 2 days, no map, and a low cell phone battery, I successfully made it home. Katharine Hepburn kept me company most of the way. I highly recommend “Remembering Kate” if you ever get the chance to read (or listen to) something worthwhile.
It’s good to be home. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. A few things to tide you over:
I seriously don't know if I've ever seen him smile so well as he did for pictures this day. They are so adorable.
Man, I love him.
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Eat much, friends. This is the week to do it.