Daddy died 16 years ago today. I think maybe I never really knew him.

Jen came over tonight. She’s staying here because it’s going in the 20s, and she’s staying tomorrow night, too.

I think my job is going to be ok. Gotta figure out the money. Maybe I can try some freelance writing.

David said his dress rehearsal went fine. Wish I could see it.

Still need to work on flying and coping appropriately with health issues.
Kathleen A. Gagne