I found this on my camera.
Dear Children, you are so excited to go visit our long lost friends for the weekend. I am too. Dear General Conference, I love you. I love to be uplifted. And I love to stay home from church without any guilt at all. Dear Week, every day was so packed full of appointments and errands and driving. Literally from the moment I woke up to going to bed. I dream of a vacation, or even just a day to sleep and stay home. Dear Life, the other night when I wanted to panic because I was forced to face the fact that I have another kidney stone I wanted to scream NOOOOOOO!!!!!! You were really feeling very unfair to me. I cannot do this, not right now, it is literally too much. TOO MUCH! I had just gone to the Dr. for this headache(and realized he is in my ward, he said I sit 3 rows in front of him). That's not weird at all. Kidney Stones are torcher, be nice to anyone that has them. Dear Awkward, driving to pick up the kids from school I see a huge box on roller blades. Not kidding, a man in a man sized box rollerblading down Brown Rd. I see the strangest things when I am driving around this place. Dear Hazel, you walked up to me, I know it's hard to believe you were not sitting or climbing on me. You gave me the bird and said "mom this is my bloody finger" Whaaaat? I couldn't stop laughing. You didn't think it was funny, apparently you had a paper cut. It just happened to be on that bloody finger. Dear Avary, you missed 3 days of school this week. You kept saying your head and throat hurt, but it turned out you had an ear infection. You got so so sick. It made me so sad because you never complain so I know you were really feeling lousy. Dear Hailey, you are practicing babysitting while I take Kade to his class. When we got home at 8pm I banged on the door yelling your name for a good five minutes. I finally broke the lock to open the door and you were all sound asleep. A very deep sleep because the whole house heard me. Why don't you all sleep that well all night. Dear Kade, this time at split peas I told you that you had to participate and share your feelings, you said ok until I said "your real feelings" then you protested saying you don't have any feelings. Afterwards your teacher said you finally said your dad lives in Nevada but you still won't talk about your feelings. That is progress I guess. Dear Dentist, we had our last visit and now I am cavity free! And broke, lets not forget that part. Dear Self, I am trying to learn to trust myself to believe in myself even if others don't.
