The waiting is easier. It’s hard to imagine how much of a difference just knowing change is coming can make. The knowledge that working seven days a week is at an end. The anticipation of weekends together with Brock, and being able to relax and enjoy myself. One of Brock’s best friends from high school is thinking of buying a… Read More
Brock broke his finger, and I colored my hair. Dark! Before: After: 6 days until Vegas. One of my favorite patients, of all time, (the one I wrote about a while ago that I thought might have lost her baby and then saw her in the waiting room) said that she would love to have me come visit her and… Read More
Sometimes it feels good when you come to a decision. I did a lot of thinking last night. I was helped to come to the conclusion that I haven’t really been living a whole life… not for a while now. My feelings of seclusion and isolation are very real and justified – I have been secluded and isolated. When I… Read More
I wrote this yesterday: “I told Brock the other night that I wanted a baby. His answer to me was, “Mandy… a baby wont make you happy.” It was brutally honest, and it hurt to the core, but it made me realize something. Why would he tell me something that I want so badly wouldn’t make me happy? Didn’t that… Read More
I don’t know what to write about when I don’t write. I lose my flow. Things don’t ever seem to work the way they do when I write regularly. It doesn’t matter if I’m writing about the most inane junk, it helps just to write. I know, as the days go by without writing, my outlet is plugged. My drain… Read More
Yesterday was so super fun! Brock and I spent the morning the very best way – lounging about in bed until Noon. I know, I know… how can you stay in bed until noon? Very easily. We finally got up and moving about, and headed up to the lake for the rest of the day. We started out by enjoying… Read More
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