Where do I even begin? This past month has gone by so quickly, I can't even begin to think of all the things that have happened. Gretta turned 5, that's obviously the biggest deal of all. She thinks she needs to go to Kindergarten. Right.NOW! That kid is awesome. I love her. I love all my kids, of course.
In fact, lets talk kids for a moment.
I have the best ones there could ever be, I'm pretty sure. They have been through Hell, and it just keeps coming. Luckily, they have a great support system between Sean and I. He is a great dad. The kids get shuffled back and forth every other weekend, and on Wednesday nights, and they are handling it amazingly well. Emma was student of the month at her middle school, Maggie is understandably the smartest kid in her class, and Gretta is just about the cutest sassiest kid I've ever met. But even through all this turmoil, they have managed to keep going. Not giving in to the temptation to turn on one another that so many kids face when their parents split up. The just keep going. I attribute this to a lot of things, but I know that the many many many many prayers I've said, and some of you have said on their behalves, are working. I always knew they were exceptional. I always knew they would shine when life got tough, I just never thought this would be the kind of tough they would deal with.
Let's hope this is the worst of it for them.
In the meantime, life just keeps on going, whether we like it or not. Things are hard. Then they're better. Then they're hard again. It's a cycle, albeit a more exaggerated cycle than anything I've ever experienced before in my life. I hope one day it will all settle in like it's supposed to, and "normal" will reappear.