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I promised Nora a couple of days ago that I would update. And I had been meaning to do so that day, but I wasn't able to get around to it. I think I have good reason for my absence, aside from the usual excuse of being a busy man, Sean was in a motorcycle accident. News of that absolutely terrified me. Fortunately he's okay aside from more or less minor injuries. I hate seeing him sidelined though. I have so much confidence in him as an athlete and it frustrates me almost as much as it does him that he's not able to get anywhere. And it's not his fault. I'd blame the creative team long before I blame him. And that's not bias. It's truth.
Before I get into a rant about my family's company, I think I'll turn things in another direction. More accurately, I'll turn them back to Sean. I'm doing whatever I can to take care of him, in between working. Of course, he's my number one priority, so anything he needs comes first. I'm hoping he can heal quicker than the doctors have predicted.
I suppose now is a little late to recap Thanksgiving. Fortunately, it wasn't very eventful. I suspect had it been, it would've been mentioned by now. We decided against spending time with family, so things were quiet. A far cry from the memorable time we had last year at his mom's. Heh.
Christmas is creeping up on us, and I can honestly say it's been pretty damn far from our minds. Well, mine at least. We may be married but it's not fair for me to speak on his behalf. Even if I know him as well as I do. I guess we'll work something out so they we can spend time with his family and mine.
There's something I've been putting off addressing that I'm sure everyone knows about. I'm also sure it's been a wonder why I didn't run around, elated, exclaiming it to everyone. Hell, I thought that would be my reaction. But reality quickly set in and I began to realize just how deeply this could effect things. It seems like it already has. I've wanted to be a father for the longest time. It was the basis behind me marrying Marissa. But along with that, Sean and I not too far back discussed adopting children. I know he wants to be a father as well, and I know he wants to do so with me. Now I suppose he's worried he'll be pushed aside. Like there won't be as much room for him in my life. I can't let that happen though. I want him to be an integral part of this child's life. And I highly doubt that Marissa would protest having an extra hand to help. It's going to be complicated, but I think we can find a way to work things out.
There. I've made a substantial update. I feel pretty accomplished.
Before I get into a rant about my family's company, I think I'll turn things in another direction. More accurately, I'll turn them back to Sean. I'm doing whatever I can to take care of him, in between working. Of course, he's my number one priority, so anything he needs comes first. I'm hoping he can heal quicker than the doctors have predicted.
I suppose now is a little late to recap Thanksgiving. Fortunately, it wasn't very eventful. I suspect had it been, it would've been mentioned by now. We decided against spending time with family, so things were quiet. A far cry from the memorable time we had last year at his mom's. Heh.
Christmas is creeping up on us, and I can honestly say it's been pretty damn far from our minds. Well, mine at least. We may be married but it's not fair for me to speak on his behalf. Even if I know him as well as I do. I guess we'll work something out so they we can spend time with his family and mine.
There's something I've been putting off addressing that I'm sure everyone knows about. I'm also sure it's been a wonder why I didn't run around, elated, exclaiming it to everyone. Hell, I thought that would be my reaction. But reality quickly set in and I began to realize just how deeply this could effect things. It seems like it already has. I've wanted to be a father for the longest time. It was the basis behind me marrying Marissa. But along with that, Sean and I not too far back discussed adopting children. I know he wants to be a father as well, and I know he wants to do so with me. Now I suppose he's worried he'll be pushed aside. Like there won't be as much room for him in my life. I can't let that happen though. I want him to be an integral part of this child's life. And I highly doubt that Marissa would protest having an extra hand to help. It's going to be complicated, but I think we can find a way to work things out.
There. I've made a substantial update. I feel pretty accomplished.