Worried about someone I love. Like, very worried. I'm trying to be supportive of this person's decisions but instead, I am seriously afraid. What is it about people and always wanting more? Playing their odds instead of appreciating and making the most of what they have? Can't stop pushing their luck until it's too late? If you're in debt, stop spending money on luxuries you can easily do without. If things are stressful, stop piling on more stress. Maybe I am getting old and cautious? Maybe I am conceited and think everyone should be as careful as me? But I can't help but worry and pray that everything works out.
This story is about my family. We make our home in Westchester County, NY. I am a concert pianist, but mostly I am mom. My husband works in IT. We have 2 boys, our pride and joys. Jake (12) loves reading, freaky facts, and table tennis. Belac (10) loves to draw, make videos, and build with Lego. He also has atypical, high-functioning autism, not Asperger's. This blog began on the first day of school in our new hometown of Sunny Patch and our story is forever evolving. If pressed, though, I'd say this blog is about figuring things out and making the best of everything we've got.