Update… and a Date

Hello dearests.  I live, in case you were wondering.  The school year is winding to a close, and I am (actually looking forward to) teaching summer school for the month of June.  It is that time of year that I find myself teary eyed at random moments, because I’m about to have to let my babies go.  I suppose I shouldn’t get so attached to them, but I’m honestly not sure that’s within my capacity.  

In other news, my sister is home from the hospital.  She is staying with my brother and his family because his wife is a nurse and that was the condition of her release from the hospital.  I’ve not seen her, or talked to her.  That in itself is not horribly unusual.  I don’t usually hear from my sister.  I do hear from my mother, just as frequently as ever.  The topic of conversation is never far from my sister, and how worried my mother is, and how my sister isn’t answering emails, and how it just hurts that her daughter won’t let her help.  I cannot begin to estimate the true condition of my sister, since the opportunity I had to go to Austin and see my family was made nonviable by the toilet worshiping I was doing.  To be honest, I wasn’t exactly overjoyed with the idea of going with my parents in the first place.  There is only so much supporting I can do before I begin break myself.  

Fortunately last weekend I was able to connect with a new friend (and enjoy the liberating effects of frank conversation) and I got to see my Ally.  That definitely helped relieve the pressure.  I suppose that was really the hardest.  Trying to handle all of my own, and then taking on the stance of "supporter" with no one to really talk to in turn.  Yes, I know I have amazing friends who are always around… somehow it’s just not the same via messenger, text, or phone call though and none of my amazing friends are close enough for me to see with any regularity.  

In other news.  Actually, in none dreary and depressing news…

I went on a date last night.  We met at 5:30 (I got lost….big surprise!) at a tea house and started talking.  All of a sudden it was after 9, and we both realized we were starving so we went across the shopping center to a Jason’s Deli.  After which we just kind of walked around and talked.  All of a sudden it was almost one in the morning, and we grudgingly agreed it was time to go home.  We definitely didn’t run out of things to talk about.  *Grins* 

(I’d like you to notice how studiously nonchalant I’m being in the above statement.  It was a lot of work to keep up the pretense.)