A Note:

I wonder a lot of things about the eventualities of this blog ranging from "will he resent being this documented?" (you can always change the privacy settings if you do...) to "will he notice that sometimes I get to be an entire month behind?...when I used to effectively write every single day without fail?..."  That's the one this note is about.

I have a lot of stories I tell myself about why I get behind.  There are some practical ones like relying on more than one person to get me pictures...or the computer not working (yo, for real...something is really wrong with this computer...)...or the cable glitching (Comcast sucks.  One of my deepest hopes for the future is that you have better cable options than are currently available)... The thing is that all of these boil down to one bigger one which is that life is sometimes particularly overwhelming and that can make me disappointing.  This is not just true of the blog, as I don't imagine that you're going to care all that much about the dates that things get posted, but a kind of overarching truth about me...and of life.  I probably haven't been as much consistent fun this month... I probably have allowed conversations you didn't need to have any part of happen around you... There's probably been a bunch of things around that I could have contained better for you... and I'm sorry for all of them.  The good news, though, is that you're also learning (and your whole cast of characters is also learning) to weather the hard.  You're actively learning (hopefully) by being around it all how to take good care of yourself, how to be good to other people even while they're disappointing...and that being less than at the top of your game doesn't mean to quit the game.  Perseverance.  Funny that that's the Tae Kwon Do tenant of June...seems apt.

I suppose it should also be mentioned that we, in this month, have lost a character in our story.  It, like many of the other lost characters, was a choice...and was not a choice made without loving her. You can love people and still not be particularly good for each other...which is a bummer, but is also a good lesson to learn too.  It fucking sucks that it can hurt to learn lessons, but...bones grow back stronger for having been broken, I have to imagine the same is true for the things inside us that feel connection.  Some connections break, and we (hopefully) use the lessons learned in those connections to make stronger bonds in the future.

Ugh, blah blah blah...go look at pictures of your cute self...

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