What do you mean it’s not the First Day Of School?
It’s important to stay organized, which is why I have a calendar. In fact I have several calendars, one devoted to obligations and appointments for my son, one devoted to obligations and appointments for me, one specifically for Toastmasters, you get the idea. Digital reminders required for someone like me who is easily distracted by shiny objects. When I received the email stating that the first day of school was August 6th, I immediately updated that calendar for Q. So for several weeks now we’re gearing up for the first day of school, which is today… OR IS IT? I mean Aug 6 is really early, a week…
Foundations: A brief history of my adoption
In the beginning At the tender age of of 11 days old, I was placed in foster care. It took 11 days because, I am told, my bio-mom left me in the hospital thinking the foster home would come for me on Day 3. Or maybe Day 5. Thankfully, she checked back and found out that I was still in the hospital, having fallen through the cracks of administrata. I’m pretty sure this wouldn’t happen today. Not because of improved hospital or foster home processes, or care over children. Unfortunately, not. Rather, health plans would not pay for the extra days or taking care of a newborn, so that prompts…
Snooze button….
5:31AM bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah “…sometimes you’re better off dead, there’s a gun in your hand that’s pointing at your head. you think you’re mad, too unstable, kicking down down chairs and knocking over tables…” *Oh, man. It’s too early.* “…in a western town, a dead end-“ *How is this song even on the radio?* Click. 5:40AM bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah “…Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like…” *Ugh, I hate this song* “…Sex by the fire at night, “ *Yeah, right.* Click. 5:49AM bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah bzzzah “…I’m happy, I’m feeling glad, got sunshine in a bag. I’m useless, but not for long, the future…
