My baby boy,

Somehow it’s already Thanksgiving in a few days. We plan on going over to Abuela’s this year, so I think we might have to move our Charlie Brown Thanksgiving up to Tuesday night. I love that tradition and it’s definitely evolved a little more as time has gone on. I’ve tried to add some fruit sometimes to try and add a little bit of nutrition.

I’m so tired, but can’t seem to find the energy. My sub job got cancelled for tomorrow so maybe I can try and get a little reset tomorrow after Elijah goes to school for my small window of time. I have books to read, websites to build, and weights to set up in the dirty garage, but those tasks seem too big to take on.

Some days I wish I could find the energy you had for life. I wish I could find your determination and drive, but it’s just not there. I wish I could find a consistent way to feel connected to you.

I love you more than anything, baby boy. Goodnight and sweet dreams.

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