Ali: Warm, empathic, sensitive, graceful. Or….Ali on the toilet peeing, knocks off the small, almost-gone-but-not-quite-so-don’t-throw-it-away roll of toilet paper from the tank lid, quickly responds, therefore knocking over a box of tampons, which scatter all over the floor. While leaning over, she can’t see anything because all her wild hair is loose (a 2017 resolution – the hair, not the looseness). Bare ass up, trying to pick up tampons and toilet paper while peeing. Some folks may see that first description, yet I know the truth.
It was terrific to get the kids back to school. It is the beginning of Maggie’s ending – she’ll soon be finished at CMP and move on to high school. We’ve been at CMP since Ethan was in kindergarten and he’s now in high school. Time waits for no man nor mom .
I headed to work to get some calls made for new clients. I think a switch was flipped. Perhaps Dr. Russo was right and the work he did with my cranium has released a lot of trauma (?? He said this happened), because I feel I’ve been on top of things lately, as if everything makes a helluva a lot of sense. 
I had another hour of personal therapy and then added my hours. Whereas a year ago I’d wait 4 months before I added my hours up, at this point I know exactly where I stand and add my personal hours daily. Slowly the end draws near and I am extremely eager, yet the time is better with juvenile hall in the picture. I really think that is my population (or at least a big part of…).
Just about every single time I come home from work, I realize what great hand I’ve been dealt. Yes – the teen parts were shaky, and life and limb may have been risked at points, but LOOK what it has become: My kids and I have a strong relationship. Yes, shit goes DOWN here, but we deal. My ex-husband is…my closest friend. He knows me and tells me like it is. I have the beginnings of a fabulous career with troubled youth (one of whom I was). I have a music family that means the world to me and my romantic hibernation is nearing its end. That and it’s RAINING and I’m in front of a FIRE. It doesn’t get much better.
Picture: Tracking….
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