My baby girl turned 21 a month ago. It's been a time for bonding moments. I bought her her first legal drink (it was a martini!), and today we had our first mother-daughter trip to the liquor store.
It was so beautiful.
In other news:
I am waiting. Waiting to feel a reduction in anxiety, waiting to feel free. I realize it's a long process, but dammit all, i wish it would hurry. So wanting to avoid writing the same old thing, i don't write at all.
I should be divorced by the end of January. I just never saw myself as someone who would be divorced. I know people who have has two and three (and sometimes more) spouses and i always felt (i hate to admit this, but i will) slightly superior. And then fate came along to kick me right in my smug ass.
Peace to you all.
Monday, December 19, 2011