Written on 11-16-15.
I just accidentally typed 11-16-16. Whoa! Slow down. Let’s live one year at a time, okay? This year isn’t over yet. Although it makes me wonder what we will be doing a year from today. Good thing I keep this journal. It’s highly likely I will be writing again one year from now.
Belinda and I are headed back home after going to Lakewood for Joe’s step-grandfather’s funeral. I missed his mother’s and his father’s funerals, so there was no way we weren't going to go to this one, especially now that we are “rewired” and we can take the time. He truly appreciated our making the trip.
Belinda is driving, and we are listening to Alan Parson Project’s Games People Play, a perfect song for us as we are figuring out where we go from here now that all of the children are grown up. We are figuring out how to live our lives now that nobody lends us a hand…or gives us a damn. Just kidding. We have plenty of help if we need it, and plenty who care about us.
Personally, I feel we are doing fine, just fine. Although we went to a funeral, I love road-tripping with my wife. In eight days, we will be celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary with our children. That’ll be fun. Where did the time go? When it was my turn to drive about an hour ago, I reminisced about...
I just accidentally typed 11-16-16. Whoa! Slow down. Let’s live one year at a time, okay? This year isn’t over yet. Although it makes me wonder what we will be doing a year from today. Good thing I keep this journal. It’s highly likely I will be writing again one year from now.
Belinda and I are headed back home after going to Lakewood for Joe’s step-grandfather’s funeral. I missed his mother’s and his father’s funerals, so there was no way we weren't going to go to this one, especially now that we are “rewired” and we can take the time. He truly appreciated our making the trip.
Belinda is driving, and we are listening to Alan Parson Project’s Games People Play, a perfect song for us as we are figuring out where we go from here now that all of the children are grown up. We are figuring out how to live our lives now that nobody lends us a hand…or gives us a damn. Just kidding. We have plenty of help if we need it, and plenty who care about us.
Personally, I feel we are doing fine, just fine. Although we went to a funeral, I love road-tripping with my wife. In eight days, we will be celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary with our children. That’ll be fun. Where did the time go? When it was my turn to drive about an hour ago, I reminisced about...