So I've not posted lately, other than updates on my stories. I hope to change that starting with this post. I've not really gotten through all the phases of grief from my dad's death. I'd been stuck in the numb phase for a year, and I've just about completed the depressed stage I think. Things are feeling a little lighter than they have in the past months. I'm trying to skip the anger phase because I know he didn't want to leave, and I really don't want to feel the guilt phase for being angry over something my dad couldn't help.
I had to go to a funeral yesterday for a man that I grew up with. I keep referring to him as a kid, because he was two years younger than me and two years older than my sister so we were all in the same youth group at church. Most of my time was either spent at school or church functions growing up so all the kids in the group were a large part of our lives. We lived on the opposite side of the river to the main city of our town so we all hung our riding bikes and whatever during the summers before any of us could drive. I thought I'd have at least another ten years before I had to start attending funerals for people I grew up with. It just brings home the fact that I need to lose this extra 100 pounds so that I can still be around for my kids.
My brother and sister-in-law have been in the middle of adopting for about a nine months now. They just sent them a profile they matched them with, he's adorable. They're adopting from China, because they never even received a call back from anyone in our country, and we wonder why our kids languish in foster care and orphanages. He's special needs, he has some deformities in his hands, which looks relatively easy to fix with surgery. Both of his feet are clubbed and I'm not sure how much fixing they can do for that nowadays. I do hope they get through the process and get him though. He's a chunky little monkey, and I want to smush him. They are trying to adopt two at the same time so they won't have to make but one trip to China because they'll have to be there three weeks which is difficult on working folks.
I'm going to cut it off here because I feel like I've word vomited enough for one day :)