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I don't know what made me decide to post here today.
Perhaps it's the fact that, while I write in many places all the time, I never really write something just for me to read, or at the very least, something I don't expect people to read.
I've been the kind of person lately that talks a lot, but dosn't reveil anything.
My brother got Married at the end of last month. It was awesome. My daughter was the flower girl, which was an all consuming point for me, her wrangler.
There is nothing quite like getting to help a little person grow. There really isn't.
Most of my strife these days comes from the fact that I feel I work too much, and we have too little money to show for it. James has a new job now, so the money will change. The next step would be to find a way to work less. To be with my daughter more. To find more time for the million things I want to do that make up these little facets of my soul. From getting myself back to the dojo, to finding time to run, to actually doing personal artwork again, to writing (maybe even finishing up one of my writing projects!) There are so many things that have fallen behind me as I'm rushed through each day.
Don't get me wrong, life is good. I am, mostly, happy, with that bitter underside that is just part of me, that shaddowed part of me that I just can never seem to shake. But, yeah, Life is good. It is so close to where I want it, I think that might be part of the issue. I can see what I want from where I'm standing. It's still just past my fingertips.
We'll get there soon.