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i haven't written a word for myself in sooo long. its mostly just notes for work, or emails to customers. i do alot of circling numbers and initialing here here and here and dating here. i did write about 50 addresses on envelopes though, and i've practiced writing my new name over and over. and then there has been the doodling of baby names on Styrofoam boxes while im waiting to leave a restaurant. we're thinking indie or getty for a boy, and we like marley and maebey for a girl. we find out in about four weeks.
it's still hard to believe that it's actually happening. i'm listening to our babies heartbeat nightly, and im waking up early to make breakfast, and im taking my wedding dress in to be fitted, and i'm finding less room in my clothes, and i always have a hand to hold, and i never spend a day alone. i'm eating unhealthy amounts of mexcican food and cleaning our apartment, and attending weekly family dinner night, and apologizing more than i ever thought possible. i am constantly counting my blessings. yeah, it's all really hard to believe.
kurt nelson passed away last night. i guess they don't really know why, he just went in his sleep. his mom tried to wake him up in the morning with no success. he was supposed to be clean. maybe an anurism. maybe heart failure. or maybe it just is. these things sometimes happen. drugs or no drugs. it really is a shame. i can't fathom the pain his mother must be feeling. i can hardly fathom these things at all. i am becoming increasingly greatful for birthdays of the ones i love. not everybody gets to have one...
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it's still hard to believe that it's actually happening. i'm listening to our babies heartbeat nightly, and im waking up early to make breakfast, and im taking my wedding dress in to be fitted, and i'm finding less room in my clothes, and i always have a hand to hold, and i never spend a day alone. i'm eating unhealthy amounts of mexcican food and cleaning our apartment, and attending weekly family dinner night, and apologizing more than i ever thought possible. i am constantly counting my blessings. yeah, it's all really hard to believe.
kurt nelson passed away last night. i guess they don't really know why, he just went in his sleep. his mom tried to wake him up in the morning with no success. he was supposed to be clean. maybe an anurism. maybe heart failure. or maybe it just is. these things sometimes happen. drugs or no drugs. it really is a shame. i can't fathom the pain his mother must be feeling. i can hardly fathom these things at all. i am becoming increasingly greatful for birthdays of the ones i love. not everybody gets to have one...
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