A sobbing toddler stood at the doorway of my store this afternoon. She was so little, I almost did not notice her.

Until I saw tears rolling down her cheeks.

I approached her slowly.

"Where's your mommy?" I asked, almost timidly.

She almost gasped...stopped crying for a moment. and whispered, "Mommy."

I wished I knew what she was thinking.

Perhaps the mere suggestion of Mommy astounded her. Such that "You know Mommy?" as in Mommy as a name.

It's kind of like tunnel vision, not seeing the whole picture, not knowing.

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Mark's working late this week. He's not home yet.. I don't think he will be until I'm fast asleep tonight.

We really had a good talk last time...it was tearful but it really felt like it could go both ways--I called him at five in the morning before I left for Edmonton..to tell him I loved him, but it didn't want to come out.

I wanted to tell him that I loved him stronger than I've ever felt, and at the same time, differently than I've ever loved before. I don't think I could describe it.

It's pretty powerful stuff. It makes me glow. :)

I am a cripple. Yesterday I took my first exercise class. Dude..I almost DIED. At the end of the 'day after', my abs and back are ok, and my arms and shoulders are a little stiff, but that is NOTHING compared to the aches in my legs and gluts. Damn man. I am a frikkin' gimp. I can't sit down comfortably. (which has made for longer washroom breaks.) I can't climb stairs. (which made me want to kick myself, if only I could, when I forgot my cell in my room this morning.)

Anyways. Yeah. S'all 4 2nite.

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