It’s very important to remember, when you’re 45 years old and dressing up for 
Halloween, that your body is no longer 12 years old and that a leotard and tights look quite different than they did in your younger years. I’m a little sad that all my effort to be Swiss cheese fell apart, but some discipline and better eating habits leave it a choice for next year.
My great Tuesday began when my boy shared some of his music with me: Mobb Deep and Schoolboy Q. Some really intense, powerful lyrics, too. Later, as we listened to our mix, Mags shared this was the favorite part of her morning. Mine, too, sweet pea, mine, too.
Off to my school site, where a minimum day and Halloween parades ruled. I did see my children, and also was able to see an interesting costume: a precious little Hispanic boy dressed as our current president. That’s a little difficult to wrap my head around, knowing what I know about much of our population.
Off to my favorite place to get some flex hours in for (this) Friday (not next week). Again and again, I am reminded of how crucial a healthy foundation is for kids. As resilient as they are, kids need stability and when they are exposed to domestic violence, drugs, etcetera, they often suffer, not having crucial coping skills which are often taken for granted. Physiologically, the brain development of children exposed to DV (especially pre-verbal children) is different than that of children growing up in stable homes. Today, these adolescents were able to have a bit of a different day and were able to participate in trick-or-treating inside the facility. These kids deserve a little normalcy in their lives.
Two dozen roses awaited me when I arrived home: 19 red and 5 white. For so long I 
waited, often wondering if I was doing so in vain, because surely this person I had created in my mind didn’t exist, right? I take solace in the fact that I am not a 15 year old kid…I know what I want, in fact, I’ve waited almost a decade for it. I’ve also thought about this man over the years, as I had a crush on him so many years ago. I texted Maggie about ten days into it that he was my human. Of this, I am certain.
Pictures: Just, noooooo; Why, look what popped up on my screen today! Bixby Bridge. Coincidence? Ha!!! HIPNIC X!!!; 24 more reasons. ❤
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