I live with two great people. Most of you love to appreciate Lauren, but she's even better than I think most people imagine. She's extremely capable and independent, and, in 99 of 100 cases, she manages that without without creating conflict with us. Of course, I can sometimes become irritated since the 1 of 100 cases arises a couple of times a day. Observing other children quickly reminds me that most parents need to constantly correct or assist their children. Lauren is so pleasant, she sure makes parenting a joy. This week, she has, naturally and on her own, started reading and sounding out the letters in books and starting to recognize words. Brilliant!
The picture here is her composition on Keith's whiteboard in the dungeon, called "All 1-year-olds". Lauren's drawing is simple, but consistent, with people having a round head which sprout long legs and, sometimes, long arms. All the people in the composition are 1-year-olds except, of course, the two large figures who are the mother and the big sister. Strangely, "father" is one of the larger 1-year-olds in the middle. It seems to agree with Anne Marie's claim that she has two children: the four year old and the thirty-five year old.
So let me tell you about Anne Marie, the other wonderful person here. She's just finished her second Master's Degree and, with the coming year of clinicals as a student Nurse Practitioner, will start having the autonomous level of responsibility she deserves. Everything about her speaks of her caring, compassion and intelligence. As she takes on more autonomy in managing patients' health care, she'll be doing a lot of good. She often feels undeserving and when her energy is low (as it was today), she doesn't give herself much of a break.
On top of how brilliant and good she is, I also could not ask for a better wife or partner. I'm profoundly attracted to her. We work almost perfectly together to attain both of our goals. And, she's quirky, warm, kind, tolerant and generous.
Who could ask for more. Well, actually, I could ask to feel better. The good news there, I think, is that the new treatment seems to be slowly helping me have more energy. It's hard to tell from day to day, but two months ago I would have to nap 8 of 10 days and drag myself to accomplish something the remaining 2 days. Now, it's nearly reversed, and I feel like taking on more work or chores most days. For example, today, while Lauren and Anne Marie napped, I had the energy to mix and pour 9 bags of concrete for a basketball hoop and pull up and store an electric fence. Other people may not find a couple of chores amazing, but it's a significant step for me after 11 years of fatigue.
Things are good here, eh?