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What it is...

What I really want to write I don't feel I can.  And there is nothing else I want to write. 

I am disappointed but it may work out in the end.   My biggest frustration is that people waited until the last minute and then said it was out of their control.  Which isn't true.

One of the feelings I struggle with most of all is the feeling of being left out.  There has been a few times over the last few weeks where I felt it.  In Kamiah, at work and at church.  But we are moving on to good friends the supportive ones who trust our judgement and are our friends in the worst of times. 

I am so glad May is over.  Lee's friend died and so Lee flew back to Arizona to attend a funernal. The house still isn't back together.  The cancer treatment isn't working.  

The good stuff about May:  my kids having fun playing with their cousins in Kamiah, visiting good friends over the long weekend,dress rehearsals  and the excitement of the last day of school.  There was also a father son camp out. Oh yea and soccer.    New treatment that we will find out next week if it is working.

June is starting out okay.  We may not be going up North like we planned when Lee is on his trip.  I started working out and Victoria rocked the dance recital.   Lee is filling the stress of getting the house under control before June 21st.  I applied for a job and Lee is back to looking for a new job. 



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