I typically do not eat breakfast. Most of the time it is because I am not hungry for the first few hours of the days. More often it is because I forgot while tending to the kids or dogs or other living beings in our house. Cameron wakes up starving and immediately cooks a large, calorie packed meal. Life is too constant for me to deal with something as trivial as eating.
Thankfully, many friends bring donuts to our house during the week. They check in on us and most questions to us revolve around Charlie and his health and his needs. He’s definitely the “neediest” so we aren’t bothered by this focused attention. I have a handful of friends that are gifted in asking questions and they venture to ask how we are doing. We? Well, I haven’t had much time to think about it. We, we are surviving. Continue Reading ›