Went to ball last night. S8 played great. He's a little stick figure and was fighting for rebounds with their center. Caught an elbow to the gut and had to sit out the end of the game. I ran over and sat with him on the bench. He's good, just was shaken up. I'm very proud of how scrappy he was playing. So unlike his normal character. S5 was rowdy as usual. His bestie was there and they are crazy together. S7 was all over me last night. Talked to me the whole time I took a shower. Was trying to cook up a plan to stay with me overnight, even though I have to work early. Sat with me at the game and told me that he missed me a dozen times. He told me that he thinks 'mommy' will come and help out when I start building. My poor kids may hold out as much hope as I have.
Will see XW again tonight. Charity game for a passed school teacher. Small towns are great like that. She died of breast cancer, so I am sure that is where the funds will be going.
Hope to talk about buying a little chunk of ground tonight. I know the owners will be there... they are my family.
I put a rubberband on my wrist. Going to try and use it for retraining my line of thought. Seeing her this much sets me back, and my hope becomes expectation.
35 3 boys Not my circus, not my monkeys anymore....
