But aside from that, she's still completely normal
I do not know anyone who has lost their life in battle. Instead, this Memorial Day, I would like to thank those who have served for me, an American.
Perhaps Veteran’s Day is a better time to remember them, but – it is these people I’m thinking of today.
I want to write, I’m just too exhausted to make much sense.
Jay’s having troubles. Panic attacks and the like. And the medication pretty much made him way to high. And we fought. We’re both recovering addicts. 8 1/2 years sober, but I worry. We never FIGHT fight. We may disagree (usually when I get annoyed, and he antagonizes me for fun), but we rarely fight.
I haven’t been writing the last couple days. I have a feeling I’m PMSing as everything feels very much towards the surface.
We’ve been looking at jobs for Jay. We’re looking in California, Arizona, and Nevada, as those are the states that my parents’ medical insurance can travel to, should Jay’s career take us there. Honestly though, I don’t see how they can move. I mean they’ve lived in the same house for 40 years. My father’s a pack rat. All this stuff. My mother has kidney disease and life long heart disease. How could she leave all the doctors that she likes? It just doesn’t make sense. But then again, he doesn’t have a job anywhere yet. But I made him promise not to quit his current job until he finds something else.
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