A Place to Write

Sometimes I would take notes and think “I’ll post this later” and then never did. This is one of those posts from August or September of 2021 We put a lot of money into the house this summer and the best thing has been the backyard remodel. I love seeing you girls bounce on the trampoline. We put it in the ground to make it easy for aspen to access. She does the robot. She flies around like a bird.  Kaybree taught her this rhyme. I think it was something she learned at school from a friend but it has evolved into a full on song for aspen. She dances around singing “hey this is Mickey, Mickey says hi. Mickey says clap your hands, did you hear that Mickey died?”  She goes through all the Mickey characters and then everyone in our family. Sometimes we survive but mostly they die.  Friend: Wait you just said brother?! Kaybree and Eisley: Yeah, we have a brother. He’s a foster brother. Friend: Does he live here? Eisley: He use to buy he moved out. He wasn’t obeying the rules

It’s been so long since I have written anything down. But right now the house is quiet, everyone is in bed but me and I’m listening to a podcast that is reminding me the importance of writing down my story. We still get J’s mail but his visits are short. He quit his good job. He went back to couch surfing for a while until he got hired at Goodwill and now he’s been there for a while, working 25 hours a week. Dana let him move back in. He’s right across the street from us and yet you’d think we live an ocean away.  I went and spoke to Brendon’s classes on Friday. He likes to open it up to allow them to ask me whatever they want. Most of his classes did not go well. I was awkward and I’m replaying what I SHOULD have said over and over. The one class that was good seemed very interested in how we can have a successful marriage after seeing our parents divorce. We told them we learned what not to do. For Brendon it’s staying away from drugs. For me it’s honoring my spouse and making my mar