Wednesday, October 11, 2006


Langston's ride forgot him at school today. I picked him up. Immediately after his car door was closed and seat-belt was fastened, he started our usual conversation regarding buying him another video game. It led to my plans to attend a monthly Saturday speakers meeting. His face dropped. "But," he said, "I don't want to be left with daddy cause then he'll yell at us."

I felt nothing. No emotion. Not saddness, no woe-as-me-ness. Nothing. This is just another phase of this disease. It has taken awhile to effect this aspect of our lives. We will muddle our way through this, just like we have all the other parts. I'm sure I'll cry about both these things later.

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