So here we go, let's put the bests first, in no particular order:
- Kissing my 4 year old on top of his head
- Sitting up at night with my 6 year old in the top bunk and talking until he can fall asleep. We have our best conversations when he has insomnia
- Holding my boys when they were infants, or toddlers, or in preschool, or...just holding them no matter how old they are
- Watching my boys play together, and seeing how much they enjoy each other
- Driving - alone, for long distances, preferably somewhere I've never been before
- Thinking about possibilities, for renovating the house, vacation, supper, my future, anything really.
And the worsts:
- Hearing the alarm go of at 6:45 and knowing I have to get up
- Naples, Italy
- Seeing my boys hurt, physically, emotionally, it doesn't matter how
- Letting people down
- A $20,000 math mistake
- Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
- 2009 - even though far worse things actually happened to me in 2008, I hate 2009 more
- Dealing with people who see in me their idea of who I must be instead of who I actually am.
And, for good measure, a few things that simultaneously make me happy and sad:
- Watching my boys grow up
- Ice cream
- My son's family portrait
That's all for now. Time to play me off, keyboard cat.