
My mother called me. That was nice. I love my mother so very much, even if we're like two strangers trying to have a conversation. I want to tell her about Adam, tell her how I feel about him, about the plans we whisper sometimes. Mostly I want to tell her so I don't have to face the confusion and blank "huh" down the road, when any news of my life sounds like a snap decision to her and my father's ears. But she did say that she will be at my graduation in the spring. I felt proud, before the panic did its little dance through. It would be great if my neice would come in May too. She tells me that she's not learning anything in kindergarten and that her sibling-on-the-way doesn't need 9 months to grow in a tummy, it's coming today.
There's also some weird weird funk goin' round. My cousin is officially divorced. He lives about 3 hours north of me. On a moose hunting trip home he stopped by my family's house to get my number. I'd like to see him. Maybe he'll bring me some moose too. God, that would MAKE MY LIFE.
And.... news from home another divorce among school mates and a former student of mine shot himself. So much sadness.