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Coping with family

ME:

It's not that it's bad being with family... it's just that we are not used to being with each other and half of us live quieter, more solitary lives.

When I was a teenager I stayed up late to attain a modicum of privacy. It's midnight... I find my self doing it again.

I may want to scream by Monday...

At least Gavin is precious. At 20 months he's not shy and is attentive and happy. Bella at 6 almost 7 is making progress in school. Their parents and us older folks are doing okay. My mother at 88 seems wizened... but then again... she's 88.

I'll have time later to process the emotions.

I'm okay. And by-the-way... this blog finally went over 20 thousand views.

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