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Today unfolded like a delightful surprise, marking our check-in day during Jupiter and Tsunami's week with their mom. This unique day means they swing by after school for dinner, a tradition we cherish deeply. Typically, our adventure leads us to explore new vegan havens, but today, with Easter's gentle reminder on the horizon, we veered off our usual path. Embracing the festive spirit, we kicked off the week with a cozy breakfast and Easter treats, a simple yet profound joy with the boys. Although an eagerly anticipated egg hunt with their cousins was momentarily thwarted by rain, fate kindly rescheduled it for today. Serendipitously, it coincided with their twin cousins' birthday eve, weaving an extra thread of celebration into our gathering. After months apart, reuniting with the cousins and their parents felt like a gift. Despite the transitions in my personal life, my commitment to nurturing these familial ties remains unwavering. Last night's reunion, filled with

Today was one of those days that felt both ordinary and quietly remarkable. My journey began with the weekly commute to the office, a change of scenery from my usual work-from-home routine. The day's first delight was a breakfast burrito from the company café, a savory start that set the tone for the hours ahead. As I settled into my workspace, the day unfolded with a rhythm of productivity. I navigated through my Jira tickets, moving them to the 'done' column with a sense of accomplishment. This small victory was soon followed by a more significant milestone—a glowing yearly review from my manager. It's moments like these that remind me of the progress we make, often without realizing it. Returning home, I was greeted by the calm presence of Jupiter and Tsunami. Tsunami and I ventured out for our routine walk, a time for us to unwind and connect. Later, Jupiter drove me for a to the Mobil, an educational excursion focused on the less glamorous but essential skill of pu

As the new year begins, I find myself reflecting on the past few weeks, which have been a mix of festive celebrations and poignant realizations. The absence of my kids during Christmas was more challenging than anticipated. Despite understanding that holidays are just days and can be celebrated anytime, their absence left a void that was unexpected. Our delayed celebration, when the boys returned the day after Christmas, was filled with the warmth of opening presents and enjoying each other's company. It was a reminder that joy can be found in new traditions and that moving forward is essential for growth. Our road trip to Columbus, Nebraska, to visit family was a highlight. Traveling with just the boys and Goat has brought a newfound ease to our journeys. While the long drive is still a challenge, the experience is now more tolerable and even enjoyable. It's moments like these that reinforce my belief that we're on a path to something better. Reflecting on the past, I real

Today marked my first Thanksgiving without the kids, a milestone that brought its own set of emotions and reflections. Despite this, the day was punctuated with moments of gratitude and connection. Watching Jupiter perform during the halftime show at the annual Kirkwood/Webster Thanksgiving game was a proud and heartwarming moment. I also participated in the Kirkwood/Webster Turkey Day Run, a tradition I've cherished. Running alongside friends, I found comfort and camaraderie, reminders that even in times of change, some things remain a constant source of joy. The day was one of activity and quiet contemplation. I spent hours walking and running, interspersed with moments of rest. My eating habits were different this year, less focused on the feast that typically marks the day. However, this shift felt okay, especially since the boys and I had already celebrated with a Thanksgiving feast last Sunday. It was a joyous occasion, filled with laughter and shared memories. In quieter mom