Dear Children, still loving school. Still messy and never want to clean. One of these needs to change. Dear Week, how do you fly by, yet the day drags? It's already Friday? Dear Rain, we got some, but not like Mesa area. I love having some good overcast rainy days. Dear M, it was so good to see you and talk with you. I got to feel like myself again for a little bit. Dear Briana, still missing you. I'm sure you could feel how loved you are. Happy Birthday. Dear 9/11, it's weird sometimes that the only one of my kids that were alive was Hailey. I was glad that every single one learned about it in school. I was thinking of not just the ones that were lost, but the ones who lost loved ones and the ones who survived. Glad my brother was one of the ones that survived. Dear Hailey Lou, you have been wanting to go by your middle name for some time now. Louetta. My grandmas name. What's wrong with Hailey Lou, LouLou, Lou, Louie all the names I already call you? Dear Will, it seems like I haven't seen much of you this week. Dear Self, I'm trying hard to feel like myself again. It's not so easy. Having a day of feeling like myself makes me really miss it. The struggles of life.
