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Saturday, September 22, 2007 

the day is tender.

maybe it's because i'm reading and writing about the holocaust (simon wiesenthal's work is amazing). maybe it's because i spent the morning helping the family prepare for a funeral service (a close family friend has passed away after an epic struggle with cancer).

this morning my 11-year-old broke down while running his half-mile at the gym. he doesn't understand death any more than i do.

i don't know a whole lot, folks. i do know that new mexico is around the corner. i know that there is some positive influence, or at least some sort of influence, that i have on the kids.

this morning, through tears, ch. said "thank you for being you."

all i had in the car: brown taco bell napkins.

we both needed them.