Susan’s Journal

Daddy hasn’t always been there, but he’s tried. It’s true that when he would take me home on the Sunday afternoons, that I would cry on the way home–because I wanted to stay with him. I haven’t always been the best daughter, but he has always done his best as a father. I wish so bad now that I could just fly up to Maine and live with him for the next thirty years, to make up for the unrecoverable time I lost with him while I was younger.

I love you so much, Daddy. And I still cry whenever I have to leave you. I can’t wait until July so I can hug you again.

Seven and a half years ago, on Labor Day Eve, I kicked him playfully in the butt at a country bar. A few months later, we got married; a year later we had a daughter, and another year later we had a son.

If you think I am a strong person, he is the reason. I wouldn’t be who I am without him. He takes care of me when I’m sick, he does lots of little thoughtful things for me, and most of all–he puts up with all my crap on a daily basis. I’m an emotional girl, and he’s my Rock of Gibraltar. He makes beautiful kids (even though every time I say that, he says, “Well, you baked them.”), and he’s a wonderful father.

I love everything about him. He’s my best friend. Happy Father’s Day, Darlin’. Love, your Raindrop.

Feel free to take a few minutes (or a few hours…) and read about my walk.

For those of you who are interested, yes I am still working on the walk story, and it is almost complete. It’s long. (That’s what she said.) Anyways, I’m alive, and I’m around. I had the most interesting dreams last night… which included getting kissed full on by Tom Hanks… but ANYways… I’m at work today, my one Sunday a month to work. Pray for me that everything works out ok. Peace out yo. “I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle…” *singing*

This is the last weekend for t-ball this year…

I’m still alive. I’m working on my story of the 3-Day. It’s long. It’s full of pictures. I’ll let you all know when it’s done.

I’m home, and I’m alive. I will be writing a big, long story, complete with pictures, and I will let you all know when it’s done.

This is it, folks. I’m going to bed, and I’m getting up at 4am to go on the walk. Keep an eye on my flickr page as I may be posting a camera phone picture or two if I can.