I’ve been around, but not as much as some or as I would like to. I’ve seen a couple of things, some that really aren’t appropriate. I’ve known people, others I really don’t care for. All in all it’s been crazy and cool. God figgered it was about time to change things up a bit. Either that, or he’s s-l-o-w-l-y punishing me.

This time around, I’m with extra load. Not quite table-for-one anymore. The circumstances could be better .. they could be helluva lot better .. but we try to make the most of things. Along with excitement and anticipation of having Teh Izzy is much dread and fear. You can’t have one without the other, I say.

I’m thankful that there are still people that are keeping me sane and ‘normal’. People who wouldn’t treat me any less just because of a plus one. They’re the ones that you gotta look out for in life. No amount of therapy or pills can substitute for the love that they give.