Almost 40...written a few weeks ago..

Tomorrow is the big day, well really I am hoping its unnoticed. As I was reminiscing on my 30's, it really was a busy decade.  I found a job in my home district, my commute is 3 miles to work.  we bought a lot and built our long term home, in the same neighborhood as my parents.  We love our neighbors, location, and house.  We dislike the rise in school taxes, our taxes have risen a $1,000 since 2008 and our approaching $5,000. Yikes and that is only our school tax, county taxes arrive in January.
      This decade gave us 4 pregnancies, 3 angels, and our beautiful kids.   We found a few incredible doctors in Syracuse, Buffalo, and New Jersey.  Unfortunately we came into contact with more poorly trained doctors than good ones.  We found the same to be true while my Dad was sick.  I made many friends through my losses.  after losing Rachel my obgyn had a patient that lost a daughter a year earlier call me.  I then went to one support group meeting and ended up with more friends.  two years ago my ob called and asked me to call Katie and another new friend.  I also made a group of 5 friends through our attempts to adopt. My adoption star friends all successfully adopted and we meet a few times a year to catch up our kids are All around the same age.  I guess life does put certain people in your path and I am glad they have remained.  If I had went to school with these women I probably wouldn't have made friends but I am glad we have crossed paths.
    During the last ten years my Grandma had a major stroke and spent 5 years in a nursing home before peacefully passing on.  Marc's Uncle Gary passed away after emphysema and dementia.  My old neighbor lost her battle with breast cancer at the age of 49.  Lastly my dad, I never would of imagined ten years ago he would be gone this soon.  A funny thing keeps happening, my dad used to get giant bags of nickels from the bank.  He would unroll each roll looking for certain nickels of value.  It used to drive mymom and I crazy.  Well at school I am in charge of the bookstore and sophomore class and while depositing money the first nickel I picked up out of each box was a valuable nickel.  I feel like he is laughing as I find these. As much as I hated the nickels he spent time going through I love finding them appear.
     We are all surviving school.  Evan loves his teacher and the challenging kids Are no longer in his class.  Sara is missing mom and crying most days.  I think the class size is overwhelming and noisy.  We had our first play date yesterday with two wonderful families.  Evans friend Brady gas a sister that is 2. Sara's friend abbey who also went to preschool with her and is in her dance has 3 older siblings