What a shitty post to write.

I need a break from looking for airline tickets from behind these sore eyes of mine.

My mom died.

I dont even have a recent pic to post of her.

Who knew a woman who caused me so much pain, would cause me even more pain in her death.

She was my mom.

She was a lover of words - especially when using them to argue her point.

She LOVED her cats, yes she was the perverbial crazy cat lady in her old age.

She was 67.

She loved John F. Kennedy, and the Yankees. How nice she saw them make it to the Playoffs.

She loved me and my brother, in the only way she was capable of.

She met my husband and daughter, and knew I was having twins.

She died alone in Las Vegas.

She served in the Peace Corps building and teaching in schools in Bombay, now Mumbai.

Part of me doesn´t even know why I am crying so much....the other part is just broken.

Carol Elizabeth Stockstill King - I hope you are in a far better place than this.

First day of Pre-School

So, the day has come that Emma Rey is going to school. *sniff sniff*

Okay, okay, its not so dramatic...she actually hasn´t spend more than an hour there yet. We have to do a Eingewohnungszeit which means an Adjustment Time. So we go there every day, for an hour, and then just start to leave the room she is in for increasing amounts of time so that she is adjusted to being alone there. I hate it. I find it counter productive to her actually ADJUSTING to being there. Oh, did I mention this goes on for 4 to 6 weeks?? Yeah, kill me. Oh well, in the end she will be there from 9-2, and then when the twins are here, from 9-5. That will be a nice relief.

But she is doing fabulously, and enjoys the other kids. Although they very nicely decided to share with her their colds and she has a nasty one, in the moment. But, I guess I can expect that...

Anyways, here is Emma Rey on her first day!

With Papa, and her favorite Baby Doll, Baby

In her Playroom

The sign says: The Children move Free willingly, haha.
Emma enjoying her "after school treat"!