friends send homemade oven mitts for ella to wear while she cooks things for me (mainly eggs) in her weally hot oven.
ella is good. she is cute and funny. all the time. nowadays, i've gotten more used to giving her up on weekends to her other mommy. but sometimes it's still hard. it was this friday. hard to watch her hop down the hallway. i'm happy she has both her mommies. but i miss her so much when she's gone.
me? i'm up and down. sometimes i feel quite good. better, you know. like i might be able to get on with things. go on with life. other times i feel lost again. unable to see the point of it all. like the answer is right there in front of me but my vision is blurred or something. i miss feeling like i know how to do life.
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