AgingAglaea

it's been two years -- what a strange feeling...

2009-07-10T22:07:19Z

I haven't posted here in two years. Most likely for the best, I think. And everything has changed. Okay, maybe not everything. But darn near... our family moved to another town, I am a teacher, still working on my master's, still learning so very much that I never imagined, still making mistakes and failing all the time, but still getting back up.

it's hot tonight

2007-05-29T04:39:47Z

But really, I love the warm weather. I've needed it so much. What a terrible winter it was, followed by a dark and blighted spring. I'm still inclined to gash my heart on broken glass, but even if the blood runs more freely in the heat, somehow the hurt is less . . .

things that hurt

2007-02-21T02:17:43Z

Me being stupid. Gashing myself on broken glass. Homework in a class I don't love. My debt load. The reality that I don't actually matter to anyone.

a hard time, and cold

2006-12-28T04:09:19Z

What a terrible time of the year this is.

I suck at posting

2006-04-06T00:03:50Z

But technically that's fine, since *nobody* reads this.

Things are . . . better. Graduation, after these many many years, looks like it will actually happen. I have some good things to look forward to.

But this is still not really the life I thought I'd have.

what has happened

2006-02-10T04:57:23Z

Today is my oldest son's birthday. Sam is 20 today. Twenty. I have a 20-year-old son. That just seems . . . odd. I am so blessed to have him, and my three other beautiful children. How empty would my life be without them.

a bad feeling

2006-02-05T22:05:30Z

I hurt. I'm sad, immersed in the feeling of having done something foolish. So I will stop. Dumb. Silent. Unloved and unloving. Ore at the bottom of the mine.

a new year's resolution

2006-01-15T06:53:37Z

Maybe it seems a little late to be making a new year's resolution, but I say not. It's still the beginning of the 2006, there's still time to hope things will be better this year. Or that I will be better this year. One can hope. So. What is my resolution, my re-solution?

To stop complaining.

I'm so very new to all of this livejournal stuff. It will be pretty boring to look at, no doubt. And I can't promise it will ever get better. But honestly, this journal is only for me. It's a place to write where I won't hurt anyone else . . .