So, the kids birthdays just passed. Emmalynn is now 1, Alex is 4 (FOUR, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!). They both had pretty good birthday parties. Emma's party was all pink.. No theme, just pink. Alex had a pirate party.. Which was too awesome for words. No one really showed up, which sucked.. but.. what can you do? Ya know?
Life goes.. Not particularly happy with it at this point but it'll get better. Jon still doesn't have a job. We're going on month 3 with that whole ordeal. Shocking, right? Yeah, that was sarcasm... We're (actually I AM) making it work though. I'm heartbroken, and completely distraught inside.. But I'm holding it together. I love the guy more than anything in the world.. more than any words could express (as cheesy as that sounds, it's so true).. and he's broken me down completely. I feel like my inside is dark. Like my heart is laying in the bottom of a deep, dark well. I can't walk away from him if I wanted to. But it's finally at the point where I may not have a choice.. You know, everyone says love hurts but they're usually talking about an awful break-up or something. I'm married. I'm with the only man I ever want to be with.. and it hurts. Don't believe what they say guys. I'd take a break-up over this crap. Staying with, supporting, and loving someone whole heartedly- who rips at your soul everyday.. That's worse than any break-up I've ever had! I want to say I'm speaking with words of wisdom.. but actually I'm speaking from hurt, and anguish. Damn, am I starting to sound emo? Eww.. I don't want to sound emo.
Anyway.. RAINBOWS, SUNSHINE, HEARTS, AND LOVE (is that not-emo enough to redeem myself?).
-Danni
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