She’s back.. she’s back.. she’s back.. Diane just got home after being gone since… gee.. seems like years.. but I think it was last Sunday. She’s been down in Endicott helping her folks recover from the floods they got right after ours. For a week she’s been down there working with her folks, neighbors, friends, strangers, max, her brothers and lots of will power and stamina to rip out everything the flood got. They had to get rid of boilers., washer dryers, freezers.. all the things anyone has in the vaults of their basements.. The funny thing is.. the only thing I worried about was a poster all the grandkids had made.. ‘Millineum theater 2000’ signed by vincent, victer, max, gab e and sam.. I remember they did a play back in 2000.. I though t about that night.. and somehow I thought of that poster… And wouldn’t you know.. Diane rescued it and brought it home.. put a name on it .. and it becomes a holy relic..

While diane and max were down there helping put her parents lives back in order.. Gabe and I were up here maintaining the status quo.. but ever day Diane is gone.. I spin a little more out of control. I sleep a little less.. eat a little less.. . exercise a little less. …think a little less.

I spin … i spin.. i spinnnnn more and more out of control.. not all negative.. I work late in my lab on projects that don’t matter.. I eat weird stuff (tortillas and butter at 2AM … 6 chocolate chips for breakfast.. hot sauce on stale bread for lunch .. capers.. lots of capers.. just love those capers.. )

and now she’s back.. I don’t need diane to go away for me to realize how lucky i am.. or how much she does for me.. for us.. but.. when she does (go away and come back) .. I’m even more grateful for her and her love .. and I didn’t even think that was possible…

nite all, nite sam
-me