The aftermath of my life after 9/11, when half my family died. How I am struggling to come back to the self my mother used to love and be proud of while still letting myself grow.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Unintended
I got up at about 9:30 this morning. At 1pm I laid down on my sister's bed to take a nap for an hour. At 5:30 I was woken up. Oops. Josh went food shopping instead of me, which was nice. He only bought a pint of milk. For four people. I'll have to get more tomorrow, but at least he got the hormone-free kind. Plus he tried to go food shopping for a week for four people and that was like the only mistake.
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