I am sick. Going home sick. Teeth ache sick. Can't swallow sick. I'm sleeping well, though, so that's a bonus.
November 3: I am thankful for Jackie. She is a wondeful Australian blogger who I follow and who follows me (even when I am not blogging much, and more importantly when I am not READING much). It is amazing how much one little comment, when you think not a single person in the world other than yourself is paying attention, can change your whole perspective. I would also like to point out that she is ABSOLUTELY CORRECT when she says I should be thankful not to live in a place that houses these puppies (note: brace yourself).
November 4: I am thankful for my precious, precocious, independent, hellfire on wheels, imaginative, creative, and genuinely considerate and loving daughter, Aurora.
Without false modesty, I can honestly say she was born amazing.
Nature vs. nurture, right?
Well, there is a whole hell of a lot more Nature to her, thank goddess, than what my nurturing could possibly have turned out.
As a parent I am forced to see all the horrible, stupid, stubborn, ridiculous, angry bits of myself much more than I would like. She forces a mirror to my face. There is a lot of apolozing I continually have to do. And I am so grateful that in spite of my best efforts she is turning out to be a wholeheartedly caring person. I have a very long haul to get through, this life of mine and hers, and if she was not who she is I honestly don't think I would have the desire to be better or to try harder. I want her to look back at her childhood (even all the shitty parts) and smile. I owe her that and for that I am grateful.