The disappointment.

I keep mulling it over in my mind about what happened with the girls yesterday at after school care.

I keep seeing the image of Millie's face when she realized I was there.

The second our eyes met, Millie's eyes welled with tears.

Her dirt stained face was lined with tear streaks.

I feel completely distraught about this.

I feel disappointed.

I feel alone.

I know I need to shake myself free from all of this negativity, but it is really clouding my mind at the moment.

The thing is, I know I'm not alone, but I do feel alone.

I don't understand why your mom won't help.

I didn't want to get out of bed this morning.

I did not want to face the day.

The thing is, we have two little girls and not facing the issues just will not work.

So, I got out of bed and I made us a breakfast.


French toast.

We had planned to go to the library today, but the girls were just feeling like they wanted to be home.

I can definitely make that happen.

They decided to go swimming, I did some homework.

One of my online courses had an introductory course that I needed to complete in order to take my classes.

I finished that today from the comfort of my bed, while listening to the girls in the pool.








They were pretending to be ghosts.

After doing my workout, I did the yard work. Mowing and pulling weeds.


Before.


After.

While mowing the front yard, specifically the side yard between our house and Sylvester's, I noticed some holes.

All together, in the side yard, I counted 19 holes. They are maybe an inch across and not more than an inch deep.

I've googled and it seems that it is probably a critter is digging for grubs in our yard.

I guess there are some treatments for this, but is this something I need to be concerned about?

There were two or three holes in the front yard, but most of the holes are concentrated in the side yard.

Why does this stuff always happen when you are not here?

My best guess is that it is a raccoon or skunk.

I came across a picture today.

An oldie, but a goody.


I'm grateful that I have the girls to help pull me out of these funks I find myself in periodically.

They've been especially well behaved today.

Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo
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