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Better Today

I think, anyway. This seem less...tremulous today. It helped that I was in a meeting all morning, and haven't had to sit a desk staring at Aaron's photo for 5 hours.

It's funny how little tolerance DrummerWife and I have for petty, stupid crap anymore. It's almost like we're subconsciously going, "You think you've got it bad because you had to pay an extra $.02 for a gallon of gasoline? Well, my baby just died. Life ain't so bad now, is it?"

Well, on the bright side, Friday is here. It's almost the weekend, and I'm about 3 hours away from going home, and being at home for as long as I need to be.

P.S. On a fun side-note, Baby On Your Six recieved its 10,000th visit sometime this morning. I take that as a bit of mixed blessing: I'm thrilled to see that many people caring about DrummerWife and myself, and our baby boy. Unfortunately, I'm also saddened by the reason for that many people to care about us. You've touched a lot of lives, Aaron - thank you for being here as long as you were. Wish you could have stayed.

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Anonymous said…
Hey Buddy! Hang in there!

Love to both of you. Mom W
1:40 PM
Anonymous said…
Hey guys! Hang in there and take it easy this weekend. Just be there for each other.

Much love and prayers!

Courtney
1:44 PM
Anonymous said…
Nikki has a great idea for the two of you! Ask her when you get home.
3:12 PM
Anonymous said…
Hang in there you two! Keep your chins up . . . as I know you will. You both have very strong faith!!! I heard this song this morning for the first time today and I thought I would share the lyrics with you . . . from Faith Hill's Fireflies album . . . "Wish For You"

Wish For You - Faith Hill
(Craig Wiseman/Darrell Brown)

A setting sun that paints a tie-dyed sky:
A feather bed, an ancient lullaby.
A kiss goodnight from one whose love is true:
That’s the kind of day I wish for you.

A field of flowers dancing in the spring.
A little creek, a tree, an old rope swing.
Cotton candy clouds against the blue:
That’s the kind of day I wish for you.

First love with all its storm,
Raging like fire within.
Tossing your heart to chance,
You swear the dance will never end.

But then it does and someone says goodbye,
And after all those empty nights, you cried.
The morning that you wake up, good as new:
That’s the kind of day I wish for you.

The faith of knowing, deep inside your heart,
That Heaven holds more than just some stars.
Someone’s up there watching over you:
That’s the kind of day I wish for you.

I love you guys! Nikki - I can't wait for you to come up and spend a day with us this coming week.

Love you both,
Tracey
XOXO
11:26 PM
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