HAPPY OCTOBER

Hey Gabe, Becca told me she was chatting with you online.  I'm glad you have access, hopefully you'll be able to get on frequently, but I'll be happy with what you do get.

She showed me the IM log.  I saw the part about how you were freaked out the other day but that you were in a safer place now.  Thats good.  And thank you for not going into details with your sister.  You're right, she would freak out too, so its best this way.

But I've decided that I want to know what ever you can tell me.  Lets face it, I'm going to worry no matter what, so I'd rather sit here and worry about real things than to stress over imaginary demons.  Does that make sence to you? 

Tomorrow is Becca's birthday.  She'll be 14.  Wow!  I gave birth to her right after dad got back from Desert Storm.  I remember when she got so sick they were testing your dad as well just in case he had passed something on to her.    We almost lost her.  Those were some scary times.  And now she's as healthy and ornery as ever.

Zack has been out hunting all weekend.  Its been hard since he works as well, so he only hunts in the morning.  We haven't seen anything besides a few does.  He's got all winter though so theres no rush.

Rocky leaves for camp tomorrow.  She's so excited.  Its her first campout without mom and dad.  Its like a passage for her.  She's got dad's big green rucksack.  That thing is bigger than she is and probably weighs more than her, but you can't tell her that.

And Art has started playing the flute again.  Just out of the blue.  He still sounds good, he hasn't been brainwashed by the horns.  I miss hearing him play the flute.  You never heard him play did you?  You'll have to ask him to play when you get back.

I scratched my back a little bit this morning while ducking under a pinon and now my back is sore.  But my body feels fine other wise.  Could it be I'm finally getting back into shape?

Nah!

Be safe.  Miss you, love you.

Mom