Ok. I'm back. I took the time on vacation to fly solo a little. It was good to clear my head a little. I just applied my lessons in my dealings with W and focused on having fun with the kids. Since then, school has started back up. Which means a lot of work for me (scouting takes a lot of organization at the beginning of each year if you want to stay ahead of the curve). So I'm finally caught up with that and work.

LRT, thanks. You are , of course, right. I am moving on as gracefully as possible. It still reeks though. Limbo is tough. I keep wondering what will happen if she turns. I know that in my mind, a definative statement of remorse and dedication to work on us is the ideal goal. Yet I rather imagine that it will be a far more gradual process. At this point I wonder if I would even recognize it. Look at me all optomistic. Maybe that's a hold over from my little mental vacation.

Vacation was awesome btw. S9 who has always been deathly affraid of the deep end finally let me work with him. Over three days, he finally got it. He can tread water now and dog paddle accros the pool. On the last day, I got him to jump in the deep end. He was scared, but afterwards wanted to do it again! I was very proud of him. I promised him a while ago that I'd take him on a guided fishing trip once he learned. Can't wait to make good on that!

S12 is a natural swimmer. Has a swimmer's body and is a rocket. I raced him several times. I'm out of shape still, so he usually beats me after the first racce. On the last day we tied every time. I'm certain I'll never get close to him again. Next year he'll blow me away. It was a poinient moment.

With W I was mostly pleasent. I did my thing and let her be. Six flags was HOT. 104 in the shade. Everyone was dome by 2:00 pm. S12 and I went back in at night and closed it down. Rode a lot of rides. It was fun.

I still have issues, and have NO idea where this is going, but I'm much happier just being myself and think I'm only at the place I'm at because I have had all of you to learn from. Detachment is a life saver. Of course, I'll probably blow it another thousand times and be right back here licking my wounds.


ADAPT. OVERCOME. IMPROVISE.
-Tom Highway


Me: 43
W: 40
S12 & S9
Married 17yrs
Together 20yrs