Old Stories… Part 7

Ugh, just before I began to type this post I went back and re-read all my “journal” entries, they all sound so depressing, makes it sound like my life has been the worst experience all along!! I’m certainly a “moody” writer, and painter, for that matter… it’s usually in moments of dispair that I’m compelled to sit and write down my feelings, an outlet I guess… Anyway, think I’m about half way through posting this little old journal so let’s move along cuz the worst is still to come LOL

JUNE 1st, 1993 - “This is the 7th time I get a hold of this journal to record events of my life. It’s sad to notice that very rarely they are positive entries which sucks, I guess it’s always in bad moments that I feel the need to jot down my feelings. Two weeks ago was my 1st year wedding anniversary. Now a days to be married for a whole year certainly makes you feel deserving of a prize. Needless to say, it has been a difficult year for us as a family, as a couple, it’s been a hard year for me. I started working again and there is not a day that goes by that I’m not wishing that I would have been able to finish my university studies. Max continued with problems in his back which kept him in bed for more than 3 months. During this time I had to do everything at home, the working, the earning, paying bills, taking care of the kids, the house, every little detail. Francesca is already in kinder and she has grown and changed so much, doing a lot of things for herself, she talks so much, about anything and everything. Kyle is growing so fast, he will be 1 year old in a few days and he’s crawling around touching everything and just about to let go and start walking! Life is ok…”

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