May 13, 2016
Sometimes I wake up okay, sometimes not so much. Usually I half-expect to see you by the kitchen sink, doing your stretches and waist exercises, coaxing those burps out. That's your regular morning thing, Papa's is doing the crosswords. I used to like mornings when the whole family was still complete. It'll always be strange to me how some people can be disciplined and focused on doing the same things (that are good for them) over and over every day. I do things that are mostly bad for me. Sometimes I wish you're here with us, for some balance.