And so it goes...

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Been a long time and all is well.
Lets see in a nutshell.
Nana is back from her trip to Rick and Julies. She had a nice time and I learned a massive lesson. I pretended that she was dead, yes morbid but I told myself one morning "this is what it would be like without your Mother>"
I didnt like it. I have recommitted to spending more time with my Mom and listening to her. I know she has alot to talk about and I want to be there for her, since she seems to always be there for me.
Next topic, Andy and I celebrated 5 years of marriage. The longest, fastest, best, heartwrenching five years EVER.
We had a beautiful boy that wasnt breathing when he came out then recovered, only to not speak until he was almost 5! I have had my medical issues but continue to believe I am unbeatable and indestructible. And has had three jobs and starts another new one next week. Each one an improvement from the last but stressful either way.
THE HOUSE! The most beautiful ass ache on the planet. I will NEVER build another house ever.
My husband has been battling grass for three years now and he is 75% there. He WILL NOT GIVE UP!! HAHAH
Jack is talking like a wildman and listening to me and following directions and being gentle.
I adore him and no longer have the feeling of dread when we have a whole day to spend together. Last Thursday we went to Mcdonalds, he made a friend playing in the happy meal playground, LOL. We then went to the grocery store, he was great, went to the mall to get Missi a dress, good boy. I love him and his company is awesome.
Missi graduates from HS on Tues and Wed night. She is working hard at the grocery store, and definately looking forward to going away to college. MY BABY!!!!
Allie is home now and back to work. SHe has a summer class coming up then the NUrsing classes start.
Got her scrubs and she looks like a nurse. Good grief My heart is full.

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