It’s been so long, I don’t know where to start or what to write. I think the kiddos have sucked the life out of me for the most part. I haven’t taken any pictures of life here for awhile…. We’ve been at the beach but we just don’t think to take the camera. So here’s one taken by my dear friend Chelsea the night before John and I got married. Our post rehearsal dinner gathering at the Brick House in Davidson. Ah, the porch at the Brick House. It’s where good friends took me the night of my 21st birthday and drank too much, where I had poignant drinks with one boy or the other at certain points in college, and ultimately where I sat next to my fiance and among my dearest, dearest friends the night before we said our vows and I became the luckiest girl in the world. Look at that handsome face, that beaming smile. A taste of heaven, it was.
I have 4 more days of teaching 4 year olds and oh I will miss the unbridled, generous outpouring of affection (so little deserved) in the form of tiny hugs and kisses and all the pictures they draw…. And my precious, dear children who come to my little after school program. It’s been a good run, and I am thankful for the chance to work there. And I am thankful to be done. Everything is a blessing.
It’s hot here, and the bugs have moved back into our house. I don’t mind so much anymore, and mostly I don’t even try to kill them. I just shoo them back underneath whatever object of furniture they came from and am done with it. We’ve been at the beach so much recently, and I love it.
Well, lunch calls. John just made us portobello mushroom quesadillas & I must go sit and eat. I will write soon, I promise.