November

She's grown. She's really grown.  Every week when I get to talk to her it seems that she's already grown so much I haven't even noticed. What happened to the baby I left behind? Now, she talks as if she's an adult (maybe because she's surrounded by them).

She is sick today, after mama's hospitalization Andy being sick of colds and cough is a small thing.  I don't worry too much these days.  I've decided not to worry much, not because I don't but because it won't do me any good at all.  I will fret, you have to give me that, but to worry I don't know. Maybe I have worried too much before I got tired.

I am excited that we're past 15 days of November. I feel that days pass quickly after the 15th. Maybe it's psychological.  I just think that.  Then December will come. And then January and I will be home. I miss being home. I long to be home.

Thank you November for passing by quickly.