1. I forget it’s our anniversary until two hours after I’ve kissed him goodbye on his way out the door for work. Either he did, too, or he’s a saint for not saying anything.
  2. Sickness but not sickness. Again. I wonder about ways to address this constant dis-ease other than medicine and doctors. Where is the root? What is the name of the spirit?
  3. I taste the melancholy of the final day of high school in the air at the early years center. Watching people leave, knowing I won’t see them again after spending arguably the most transformative two years of my life in their orbit. We’re not even friends on Facebook, and yet my throat tightens as we say goodbye. In three more days, everything will be different, and who knows what the fall will bring.
  4. Fine, I’ll go to the dentist.
  5. “Some people feel guilty about their anxieties and regard them as a defect of faith. I don’t agree at all. They are afflictions, not sins. Like all afflictions, they are, if we can so take them, our share in the Passion of Christ.” — CS Lewis
  6. We watch Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2 because she’s obsessed with Baby Groot after we watched Vol 1 yesterday. I’m not sure if I’m an excellent or an awful parent. (But hey, it’s technically a Disney movie.)
  7. My favourite gifts in this stage of my life are the ones that mean I don’t have to be in charge.
  8. One minute she’s laughing and playing with Daddy, the next she’s screaming and covered in blood. Hashtag toddler life.
  9. Dear Lord, please don’t let our takeout BBQ give me food poisoning–especially after a 40-minute delay between delivery and dinner.
  10. 21 more sleeps.

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