bucky swinton

Well, i guess i am all done with the detoxing. It's hard to tell because i am wrapped up in lack of sleep and parenting and working and trying to figure out my life.

But i feel good. I feel fine. I am getting on. Getting by.

I had the kids on friday night. A weekend night without work. We had a slumber party and the first bonfire of the season. The kids danced with sticks full of embers. Smashing them together and on the ground, marveling in the power of fire and sparks. The magic of being a child out in the darkness of a winter night. I introduced them to the man i have been dating. It felt like the right time. He is a wonderful person who has shown me the beauty of the world. The simpler things. A kinder person i have never met.

I'm not going to say much about him. It just felt like time to introduce this other part of my life. He has kept me sane. He has listened to my joys and sadness. He has held me when i cried, pushed me to believe in myself. He has been my friend in a time when i can count friends on half a hand.

And i waited a long time to introduce my kids to him. They knew his name. Knew that i alone couldn't have been chopping all that wood. They noticed two coffee cups on the counter when they return to our home. I have been cautious and nervous about the introduction of new people in their lives. But i also knew that they were feeling like some unknown stranger was in their home when they weren't around. And that? That made them nervous. More nervous than the thought of a boyfriend.

And it went well. A few hours. Some wood collected by the boys. A bonfire started, roasting sticks found and many marshmallows. And? At the end of the night toby said "mom, i'm glad we met bill."