A$$ got there at the same, early time that we did - they were just going through the door when we pulled up to a close spot. The whole crew. And they took the first row.
So S13 and I had to sit farther in the back. I was distracted, but pretty ok.
Just blech - I don't want to deal with this emotional fall-out anymore.
X is broken up into pieces inside of my head at this point - I mourn the husband who died. I try to promote a R between this random-voice-on-the-phone-occasionally/free babysitter/kids' guardian when I can (kind of like one of the kids' teachers...?). And then there is this handsome man, walking around with some other woman, laughing and smiling, who reminds me of all I lost, and pain, and missing...it is only when I see him that I am brought back to a painful existence. It freaks me out to be close to him, because I can actually feel him before I even see him (even if he happens to be close-by on the same highway - its happened twice!) I so want that part to just shrivel up and go away...
ANYway....
The concert was nice, not too long, kids sounded great. Went and bought pink and green flowers for D when she got home, then took the kids out to the diner. We actually got very silly over some ice cream, laughing a little too much and goofing around, so things ended on a much better note.
