I am going through one of those little phases. I am in the midst of a "What's it all about?" phase. As I am writing this, I am backspacing and deleting and rephrasing what I am posting because I don't want to overstate and/or alarm anyone. It is just that sometimes I get kinda freaked out by how fast time has gone and continues to go! And I am not sure how it happened but I have gotten a bit older. Yes, it is true.
This rainy, stormy Saturday did not help matters. We went to 5pm mass and Jack had to listen to me vent the whole way there. I was beginning to spiral (that's when the original issue morphs into about 20 issues, most of which are totally unrelated to the original).
Jack lit a candle for me and "my intentions". But let's face it, that candle was really lit for him, because he has to deal with me :).
Tomorrow is one of our favorite events of the year. Labor Day party at Mark and Cathy's.
That's what it's all about, Alfie.
Friends and family and traditions.
It's all good.
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