"...as soon as I left the studio, the tears came and I couldn't hold them back. While I wandered around the Potrero Hill area, looking for the car I had parked this morning in a panicked frenzy, I cried. While I drove to the kiddo's soccer practice to catch the last 20 minutes of scrimmage, I cried. While a was getting attacked with leaps of love by the dogs, I cried. While I recounted the day's events to friends and family, I cried."
There was also the annual build-up of super crazy emotions associated with another anniversary which was fast approaching:
"...actively living my life as a regular person who does not make decisions solely based on how many more months a neuro-oncologist (and statistics in general) told her she likely had left to live. Four years ago. And, for the record, he was way, way off."
The shop has become a family, a home, and a happy place filled with characters, nicknames, and stories galore. This year has had its massively major ups and its too painful to think about lows. During the last year, I have grown as a parent, a wife, a friend, an artist, and as a whole person. There's no way I can know the details about how this post will look when I write it again in 2015, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be fucking awesome.
Have a great weekend everyone, and we'll talk in a few days when I celebrate another special milestone.
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